Throughout the Night

I do my best writing while my head rests on a down-filled pillow. With eyes closed and rhythmic breathing,  sentences flow from my stream of unconsciousness. I arise from my deep sleep. In a fog I reach for the liquid ink on the nightstand and my words vanish.

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