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Stuck
Stuck in the mud, no seriously,
I mean literally and not figuratively – it's a conspiracy.
Because I’m in a rush, but I'm so stuck I can’t even push.
And my stress levels are on the move, they’re rising,
I’m watching the clock and it’s hypnotising.
Too long I've been vexed by this impertinent voice!
Incessantly chatting into the night with his noise.
As I sit wide awake...
Sunday 26th September 2021 10:11 pm
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