Sleep
The daily cycle,
The Monotonous grind,
The constant desire just to unwind.
When everything but that occupies your thoughts,
Life is but a burden,
Of that I am sure.
Whether you remember or not,
It's release is so sweet,
Not once more,
But a twenty four hour repeat.
Monday 20th November 2017 8:43 pm
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