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by dokurtybitz

The body is tired,
My mind will not stop,
Pushing me along
An unwilling spectator
As my attention is drawn
To each bauble
Presenting itself,
Minutes turn into hours
As i totter along
To my inevitable collapse

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Posted on April 22, 2019 at 4:07 AM in Mike, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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