summer lake.

all my memories i sang to sleep 
i was not sorry, could not weep 

crossed-legged instead where light grew dim 
& strange until black i watched it change

through night rain i lay without the sun
wearily awake watched window pane drum 

i was not sad, only tired 
of all the things i'd ever desired 

till morning when my eyes expired 
a mirrored me i'd once admired

left me sorry, unable to weep 
for all my memories that could not sleep. 

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