There’s a certain beauty

To being asleep…

One no painting,

No story

Could ever capture.

_Maybe it’s the_

_Boundless horizons of dreaming…_

Hills of ice cream

Reaching as high as

The cotton candy clouds…

Creatures unheard of

In the world of

The awake.

You can do things

You can’t do when

Awake…

_Dreams are gorgeous,_

_Magical._

_Maybe it’s the_

_Silence…_

When you’re sleeping,

You lose

Awareness,

Sometimes you don’t even hear

Your alarm beeping.

Sleeping in silence,

Left with your own thoughts,

You have time

To focus on

_You_.

_The silence is comforting._

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__

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_Maybe it’s the_

_Warmth and safety of your bed._

The comforting feeling

Of your head on your pillow,

The softness

Of it all.

The loving embrace

Of a favorite blanket,

A feeling of

Nostalgia and

Safety.

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_A bed can be_

_A safe haven…_

There’s so much

Beauty

In being asleep,

Beauty

That can’t be rivaled.

_I guess that’s why they call it_

_Beauty sleep… _