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Do sleepless nights yield heavy thoughts? Or do the synapses firing prohibit silent slumber? Neural highways at traffic jam capacity Rush hour never ends when I retire Electrical signals consistently skip and zip Awake or asleep, thinking or dreaming Mystifying visions of past, present and future Entertain the brain while the body refreshes A blissful recollection of pure jubilation Transitions the mind into sweet meditation My alarm becomes a synaptic disturbance The ears at the receiving end of the siren Alert, alive, living But exhausted from the Prednisone Curse
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
Prednisone
Do sleepless nights yield heavy thoughts? Or do the synapses firing prohibit silent slumber? Neural highways at traffic jam capacity Rush hour never ends when I retire Electrical signals consistently skip and zip Awake or asleep, thinking or dreaming Mystifying visions of past, present and future Entertain the brain while the body refreshes A blissful recollection of pure jubilation Transitions the mind into sweet meditation My alarm becomes a synaptic disturbance The ears at the receiving end of the siren Alert, alive, living But exhausted from the Prednisone Curse
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
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