Restless night
Leg cramps.
Not restless leg.
Just Restless Me.
And odd dreams.
Sardines, Salmon, Tuna.
My handiwork.
Please slap me.
Just slap me now.
I’m dreaming.
One year ago.
Sing me a song of a lass that is gone
Say/ could that lass be I?
Donna fash wee one.
We’ll find a way to travel
Without the risk.
But first- Covefe
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