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🌙 E M P I R E O F S L E E P 🌙
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✍️ by darkblade
Not a topper, not a writer's soul,
My novels retire before they roll.
Drawing? Please — my stickmen cry,
Even my pencil says, "Nice try."
Beauty? Eh, not a fairytale face,
But at least I show up to the race.
Cooking's okay — not chef, not mess,
Just edible chaos, more or less.
My real talent? Sleeping tight,
Dreaming men who treat me right.
Eating snacks like it's a sport,
And overthinking full report.
But hey — no stress, no guilt, no creep...
I'm just building my empire... in sleep. 😴
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If you smiled, drop a 💫
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