Jun 16
Tired. So often tired.
Worry for my son
Life is suffering
Suffering begun
Just do not feel well
Sleep, blessed sleep
Tired. Exoplanets.
Promises to keep
Worry for my son
Life is suffering
Suffering begun
Just do not feel well
Sleep, blessed sleep
Tired. Exoplanets.
Promises to keep
(55/M/Elsewhere)
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