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eyelids drooping like wilting leaves
my head rests heavily on my arm
fingers lazily moving across the keyboard
eyes not even looking at the screen
staring out into some far off place
dreaming of what I hope is to become
of that which I call life


[[these are the kind of poems you get late at night (^^) ]]