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Never forget to wish "good night"
     - even during the day -
           because Morpheus might be offended
   and take revenge on you:
         if he finds out that you take good night for granted
- he knows very well: 
         how helpless we are in front of him
              and usually doesn't miss an opportunity to mock us
    and show us beauties: what a passionate and peculiar
hairdresser he is.

In sleep: we are distant:
       we often go back to the past:
   we wander waist-deep in water:
       roam inside the savannah with the mess in head:
            gather nuts and wild beans
         and fight over the remains of the carcasses:
              from which we drove the hyenas away -
       actually a moment before waking up:
               we swallow the last bite
- don't you believe?
        :place your hands on your face and exhale.

When I look at my sleeping woman:
   I see: how she often screams and struggles with the predominance
                     - she looks hostile:
              her eyes are open and moving behind her eyelids
         and when she accidentally looks at me - her gaze is cold and alien.
She is curled up under the blanket like a winding meander
      and I am afraid: when I lie down next to her
           as if I were lying down next to an Amazon.

So it's not worth forgetting about decency: when you go to sleep:
    after all: every time we wake up: we pay respect to our ancestors
  with a moment of silence
          and punish with our anger anyone
              who would want even a word from us.
As if we felt with some part of our mind:
   that it is extremely outrageous to behave 
        in such a disrespectful manner
             and to disturb us while we had not yet fully recalled
   those historical moments:
      when our furry grandfathers slowly stood up
                 and stepped headlong towards the universe.