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I need my beauty sleep
So beauty sleep
And if the hard truth
is too hard
You can use my jacket
as a pillow
But I will keep
my heart in its sham
And we can lay under
the same stars
every day of our lives
and still be strangers
in this enormous bed
but tonight your hands
are like the sound of many waters
all over my skin
I am so thirsty
-Writeredhanded