Fight It
Have you fought tedium?
Or allowed it to get you down,
In more battles than one,
It has won,
Spent you,
Like a moon on wane,
Keep fighting it,
With weakened limbs,
And numbed brain,
In the process you are not going to die,
Till the time,
You have finished,
Your allotted grains.
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