Flip the Pillow

As sure as feathers find their billowing inside a pillow case.
I have to flip the pillow, find a freshness on my face.
When a surface underneath my head is growing all too warm,
I cannot simply sleep there without waking to transform

The temperature I rest on into something much more cool.
Turning over both the temperature and tiny bits of drool,
I gladly stick my face inside the cooler feathers found.
A new coolness on my cheek allows my slumber to be sound.

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