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Oct 2014
my thinking occurs at night
as such thoughts as mine during the day
would discontinue
my will to stay awake

as I think I grow
     tired of being tired
     weary of being weary
     and slumber comes to hush my    
     darkness
     into unconscious bliss
Natasha Amy France
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Natasha Amy France  JHB, South Africa
(JHB, South Africa)   
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