Land of Sleepers

In land of sleepers they do not wake
Dreams trap them in like a spider’s web
Eye lids close;
A placid face in peaceful rest
Sleepers sleep in internal bliss
Day and night they sleep on
Slumber through season come and gone
Not one can wake a sleeper
No rough touch can cure
No one has found away
To wake any in the land of sleepers

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