Grace and Solitude
I had an old ceiling fan, refused to rotate
Irritated every day with an awful noise innate
Disturbed my peace and worsened my sleep
Like the rusted wheel of a broken relationship
I was awake, and I was restless
Lost in shadows of night sleepless
Then, I saw you there in a thousand mile
Thinking something with an unknown smile
And, I again become tired of everything
The time is restless enough for such a feeling.
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