Long Day Of Work
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Before I go to sleep
I meditate upon spent hours
Of the day- resplendent and dull
Events cut through the heart
Events cloyed with absolute peace
My weak soul takes them all
Under the eyelids dreams
Hidden are to be exposed as
The body falls sloth to the circadian
Grueling it went through the day
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