The Sandman cometh.
Mighty and yet a shadow.
Pulling me and biting with blunt teeth.
Go to sleep.
Blow out your flickering candles.
Lock your front door.
I slip into bed.
Lie in my loves sweet embrace.
And then I let the Sandman strike me.
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