Drifting to Dreamland

My body is motionless,
My face expressionless,
And in this weariness,
I feel emotionless.

Eyes struggle to stay
Open, just as they
Have been the whole day,
When I was still awake.

But the hour is late,
Cannot concentrate,
And time will not wait
For my exhausted fate.

To dreamland I creep,
With the counted sheep,
Before I’m lost in this deep
Rejuvenating sleep.

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