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October 6, 2015
Oh mind that sees me
short of rest,
in the wee small hours;
I do protest.
I need this time
to clear my head.
In the wee small hours
whilst in my bed.
Oh mind that keeps me
from shut eye,
in the wee small hours,
disturbed, I lie.
I need this time;
give me a break.
In the wee small hours,
for pity’s sake.
Oh mind that sends me
on the same dream,
in the wee small hours,
I awake and scream.
I need this time,
to keep my senses keen.
In the wee small hours
grant me, sleep serene.
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