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May 2014
As eyes dwell shut, my lingering rest arrives rushed
Sole desire of mine to roam, lost endlessly in darkness
Yet obligations are appointed, I must not give in pushed
by vile and lethargic pine for sleep deprivation, my harness
I've been practicing iambic pentameter.. I'm unsure about this one.
Frederico Coelho Reis
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Frederico Coelho Reis  Portugal
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