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I wake up and I feel down,
Wishing I'd be happy like a clown.
Life could be worse,
So why do I wanna be in a hearse?
Not as the driver, but in the coffin in the back;
Devoid of self worry like a lifeless sack.
It'd be nice to stay around,
If my negativity wouldn't drag me to the ground.
But I've been awake for far too long,
Typing a fitful poem lit like a bong.
My soul is tired, my brain is wired.
Oh sleep, take me to dreams desired.
Like adages of old a million dreams are told, if not from my mind, from a place that's cold...
Okay brain now can I go to Sleepy-Time Junction?
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