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late in the night
	when I am so tired
thoughts of my bed
	and me trying to sleep

saying a mantra
	trying to empty my mind
trying to hold at bay
	thoughts calling to me

my windows closed
	cannot withhold
the thoughts that clatter against
	like pebbles cast

out in the dark
	beneath bright stars
pale light of moon
	casting silvery light

I feel a longing
	of something unknown
of a deep hunger
	that I cannot feed

if I should slip
	back into my clothes
go out into the night
	and into the cold

bright stars twinkle
	bright blues and reds
cold wind does whisper
	through blowing leaves

dark empty road
	arrowing into the night
perhaps going to somewhere
	that I need to find

cold breeze does whisper
	through my graying curls
cold chills that tremble
	shaking my soul

whispering voices
	carried upon the wind
rushing about me
	with words I can’t hear

oh that I might
	the curtains draw
closeout the thoughts
	that call unto me

slip into my bed
	and darkness find
closeout the thoughts
	that call unto me

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