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feeling alone

deep in the abode

embracing tomorrow

hoping against hope

patches of redness

seeming to bruises

looking restless

on few days of sadness



feeling alone

wishing to be cloned

wanting to go home

tomorrow may be doom

signs are looming

hair is falling, nearly featherless

panacea is useless

trapped so helpless



falling fast

falling into sleep

eyes forcing to unclosed

please wake up

do not sleep

do not even blink

see the birds

hear their ditties



it’s too late now

you are fast asleep

in far away journey

drifting, leaving

A droplet fluid

from the one who sees it

long hard days are over

rest now, rest in peace