Tuesday, September 10, 2019

Restless Nights.

I look for rest,
In the midst of the day,
Where I am worn,
From the works of yesterday,
Struggling to reach,
The time of the sunset,
Still I pursue,
A peace for my eyes,
Yet it always seems,
That I long for slumber,
All the day long,
Save for the night.

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