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How To Find a Reflection In Exhaustion

The day is over but it just won’t stop.

On a string,

had a fling,

a wild write just to end the night.

Time is creeping and I should be sleeping but this damn thing keeps on streaming.

Can’t take my eyes off but I’m so torn;
this wire in my brain keeps me fried.

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Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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Greg Prince

Greg Prince

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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