My eyelids were upside down crescent moons,
doming down,
asking if I would dumb myself into submission,
and then into sleep,
Remember when we were young,
in the summer of 1996,
and we used to come up with all kinds of ways to stay up later,
And when we were younger, still,
and we disliked nap time,
because we were without the luxury of hindsight on the matter,
we let ourselves go,
My eyelids----
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