Night to Light ‘Til Morrow Bright

I am so dredfully tired. This ridiculous mind of mine, wired.

No daily post could I find. Could I be losing my mind?

My eyes keep closing, phone falling from my clutch. I don’t take any interest, not in very much.

Arms begin to ache. I don’t want the break.

I think it must be sleep that I seek. I’d rather stay up, read and write, but the outlook is. bleek.

Upon your cheek, I place a kiss. Til morn it’s you I’ll miss.

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