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Sleep calls like a siren;
I am falling,
Flailing my uselessness with an idiotic rage.
I stand up only to be knocked down,
My legs cut out from under me,
By fears and dreams.
Night and Day come in quick succession,
Each with demands that can’t be met.
Silent futility guides us to the unbeaten path,
The road to the depths of slumber.
The unknown frontier of the mind,
Never broken in spirit, only in body.
Release the burden,
Let go of the day,
Embrace the night,
Sleep;
Drift away,
Until tomorrow…
Until tomorrow…
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