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I am tired
I'm weary,
not from a dearth of rest...
no, last night's slumber was sound,
and my coffee's warmth embraced.
It's a weariness deeper, ingrained,
woven in my skin's fabric,
in my sinews, in my gaze.
I am drained,
exhausted by...
not from a dearth of rest...
no, last night's slumber was sound,
and my coffee's warmth embraced.
It's a weariness deeper, ingrained,
woven in my skin's fabric,
in my sinews, in my gaze.
I am drained,
exhausted by...
