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Elusive Sleep

My thoughts awaken in the night

Oh how I enjoy the night
The still silence is something spiritual
Caffeined by the incessant chirping of the crickets
My thoughts are a waterfall flowing out of the darkness
The cock crows; we sense the dawn
I quicken my hand before I burn out at first light
What did you create for us?
The sun keeps us awake
The dead air calls us at night
When are we to rest?
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