It’s twelve am
And I know
I need to be asleep
But as the rest of me
Starts to unwind
My brain starts to come alive
That is the life
Of the poetic mind.
It’s twelve am
And I know
I need to be asleep
But as the rest of me
Starts to unwind
My brain starts to come alive
That is the life
Of the poetic mind.
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