another night she sits at home
she found the time to write this poem
the day was hectic uninspired
she is so worn she is feeling wired
head is aching eyes are burning
no deeper thoughts, nor secret yearning
exhaustion has her overwhelmed
this tired soul sitting at her helm
not wanting to genuflect
so she creates this poem
to reconnect
with what are her inner workings
and the questions ever lurkiing
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