Necessary EvilA Poem by theHobbitI can't sleep
My eyes Are weary They burn with exhaustion But I can't seem To close them. It seems a waste, Sleeping So much time Lost. So much to do Music to listen to, Books to read, Concepts to understand, And a life to live. But I sleep So I can function And live my life to the Fullest. © 2017 theHobbitAuthor's Note
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