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the hours keep passing byslowly yet steadily
and still nothing can bring
peace or rest to me
my mind races to oblivion
my heart gallops after
why then am I cursed to be
why then am I blessed to see
one thing brings rest to me
a sleepy pill and time
as the hours pass me by
a weight grows in my eyes
rescued from an endless life
I lay my head down for the night
thanks to technology
an interlude from monotony
Monday, 12:13am 03-08-2004