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np_parf
np_parf ❤️ free verse poet ❤️
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After a tiring day...

Sleep

Carrying a heavy yoke of a weary spirit

Carrying a heavy yoke of a weary spirit I collapse.

Chest heaving with it's aching heart

and mind numb

and mind numb from its constant buzz.

Weighted eyelids droop

Weighted eyelids droop slowly

and flicker

like street-lamps

like street-lamps spluttering

like street-lamps spluttering muttering

along the dark sodden road

which leads to the Golden Gate

which leads to the Golden Gate of the City of Dreams

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