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Midnight high sheep thinking of lions

I'm tired

It's to early

How exhilarating

Get up get moving

Get exonerated of past jury's

Long worries

Till death I'm  exasperating

Extravagantly emulating

This feeling

Feels like

It doesn't come with emotion

Not cold

No hurry

Not warm

Don't scurry

I will not promise that the murky waters ahead

Won't let you tread

Till you crystallize dead

Then evaporate while your mind is sleep

And your subconscious soaks the memory cup effervescent

Then will you know that

You will not come back

Escape the elasticity

With electric scissors

And that's more then needed

But it's this route you go

Because the Harder you learn the more you will grow

It's too bad this whole time you weren't sleeping

It's time for work

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Muegen1nk
Published
Sep 4, 2015
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Copyright Matthew Marquis Xavier Donald 9-4-15

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