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Did I sleep at all?

There is so much thinking So many words running through my head Remembering what appears a blessed past, Imagining what seems to be a fearful future of not one second in peace and stillness, Only tremor and twitch my every moment.

I try to sleep till morning dawns Till the sun rises with all her beauty The air fresh and full of opportunity The streets empty and waiting For the business of life’s traffic.

But the void is not in me fresh air is yet to refresh my mind And the warm sun is hours away I count the seconds I make them short By doing things Writing words Finishing tasks And all the heavy thinking I am so tired my mind needs to be rewired I am just desperately awaiting The break of day Everyday

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