Feather

Lay your head to rest,

thoughts are buried deep

As your mind slips away,

and the body goes to sleep

The moments that you miss it,

walk the desert just to kiss it

For when the soul gets as tired,

as the body does expire

When you’re sad,

if you’re longing

When you’re lonely,

not belonging…

Pillow.

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