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Sep 16
tiredness, nowadays
never goes away

it sways
the thoughts that grow in my brain,
it lingers
like drizzle, whispering after sonorous rain

the tiredness
oh it never goes away
it accumulates
it reverberates
it stays.
until one decays.
Written by
Wick  Earth
   Bogdan Dragos
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