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Sleep

Beautiful oblivion
A wave of unconciousness that defeats all others
Sometimes frustratingly overwhelming
Disrespectful in nature, it cuts all borders
A servant in the day but at night, it oppresses me
I sleep to awaken, I sleep to sleep
A curse at times, a blessing at others
Tired and laden, till I hear a beep
Through sleepy eyes, I set another
All day I want to sleep
And forget I have a life to live.

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