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Jan 2021
In the dark
Quiet sparks
Wee hours,
Of the night
lack of sleep
I fight

While millions sleep
My mind
floods
Thoughts,
Words seep

You simply can't shut,
Your brain down
Quieting the mind,
Only comes fromΒ Β 
Writing time

Only when,
All that must come out
Has come through,
Satisfying without a doubt
greatest peace I ever knew
there are times I can write fast enough while other times I cannot write a word nor do I want too.
Written by
CJ Sutherland  63/U.S
(63/U.S)   
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