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Dec 2016
Eye lids of lead,
Dragging my head,
Pulling my thoughts,
Down to my bed.

From day I resign,
Night is now mine,
For my resignation,
From the day time.

Consciousness hid,
To dream I bid,
No effort made,
In leaving my id.

Come light morning,
Forgetful and yawning,
Stretch as I may,
With the day’s future dawning.

To start I consume coffee,
To spark up my energy,
Bright and alert,
I write this allegory.

Learn first we must,
To see beyond the crust,
The underlying truth,
In which we can trust.

Take a step back,
To change tack,
Canter you can’t,
On this old hack.

The horse of a new ride,
You can bestride,
With a heart of new,
So emote with its tide.
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