Night falls once again
Sleep calls the day’s end
Yet though all distraction gone
Still, my mind races on
I yearn for some rest
But a task has been assigned
At least, at best
Tomorrow will be kind
Though I tell myself so
A lie is but a lie
This much I know
The truth I can’t deny
But a slave to my mind’s folly
I shan’t allow myself to be
So though I weep in melancholy
I pray sweet sleep will come to me
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