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So tired,

My eyes are heavy,

Kind of sting,

My brain refuses,

To take in anymore,

I just want to sleep,

And do nothing,

Be nothing,

To ignore my responsibilities,

Without the repercussions,

I want things to just slow down,

And just be still,


For time to stop ticking,

Like the everlasting bomb,

That it is,

Maybe only when it finally explodes,

Will the forward motion cease,

And desist,

And then we can rest,

And then we can sleep,

Responsibilities won't matter,

Repercussions are worthless,

I wonder,

What kind of a world,

Would that be?

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