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About This Poem
OPPOSITE RHYTHM
Sleeping during the day,
staying awake at night;
opposite rhythm does harm,
I gulp down strong coffee...
my body shakes like leaves
blown by a chilly breeze.
I don't wonder where
the spotty moon went;
I ponder on words:
leaking fate to loss...
loneliness to cost.
Owls look too sad
without moon rays;
they have no friend...
would that be me?
They know that
opposite
rhythm does harm.
They feel
fear, then
flee.
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