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Moon Rise
Feb 17, 2021
Moon rise, glaze in eyes,
Head pounds, mind unsound.
Can’t sleep, thoughts arise,
That’s just great.
Moon too bright,
Thoughts too loud.
Need a valium.
Need one now.
My only way to rest.
Yet I’m too lazy,
To stagger around.
Nighttime becomes a test,
Of delirium and extreme unrest.