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As the last of the day’s hopes give way to sweet slumber, my imagination remains active. I’m not sure where it is that it wants to wander off today, but my eyes are tired. Yes, they are. Tired after the thousand faces they’ve found and rested upon during their day-long expedition. Their search continues.
Soon I shall slip off into another world. There is nothing that can stop me. There will be roads that won’t end, and there will be places unknown. And all that I’ll see will be the sepia hue, derived from long evocative memories.
There will be flashbacks, and there will also be pictures that there never were. Some will make me happy, and there will be others I would disown. But before I close my eyes, there’s just the one thing I remember – …but I’ve promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep…
