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"untitled" - Riley It beckons to me. Yelling at me to start the day. Reminding me that reality awaits. I don’t want to do it, But I must. I lay like a bag of sand I am a zombie, Weighed down helplessly by the power of sleep. It will not let me forget my task. Always diligent in its effort, It calls on Until I succumb And wake.
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