You think.
You try to think.
But nothing quiets the mind
Save for an ever growing list of things to do.
And so you turn to the noise
Until comes the time
When sleep dawns on you.
You wake up to the noise of another day.
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Hustle and bustle
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Fever or forgotten wings
You think.
You try to think.
But nothing quiets the mind
Save for an ever growing list of things to do.
And so you turn to the noise
Until comes the time
When sleep dawns on you.
You wake up to the noise of another day.
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