SandmanA Poem by AdaSleepy, sleepy, never you mind. I'm off to where the dreams you'll find. And in those dreams I'll rest my head upon the living, dancing dead. You can't catch me, I'm much too quick--but stick around, you may just slip. Into the slip you'll lose your brain. Fear not, dear friend, we'll meet again.
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AdaAboutI was born in another world, another time. There have been many of me, a new self for every moment that has been, could’ve been, or never was. A time wanderer and a weaver of worlds, creation ef.. more..Writing
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