Night Time Mornings
Coffee. Tea.
Or whatever it may be.
Stay awake, wait for it.
Go to sleep when the sunshine's lit.
Your mind's suffocated,
let it breathe.
Night time mornings,
the losts' time for mourning.
Close your eyes
Clear your mind
Another night is yet to come.
---
August 2020
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