Have you ever come to the end of the day,

and can run the clock back play by play,

and can add it up that supposedly

it was the day it was suppose to be,

but somehow it seems that no time has gone

like a broken record playing on and on,

and you think back through all the things you’ve done -

every day every deed bleeding into one,

and you can’t help but feel just a little ...

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Eight hours of sleep

Eight minutes of meditation

Eight cups of H2O

Eight moments of self recognition

A marshmallow cloud

A clear sky

The angels' wings

A path of zen

Fresh start

Clean air

Pure heart

Kind soul

The feeling of 'existence'

The belief in 'purpose'

The mindfulness with 'exhaustion'

The understanding of 'emotion'

My body has these settings

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I am so very exhausted
I tried everything,  I really did
Still this darkness looms over me
Making the love and happiness hard to see
Everything is impossible to try to reach
This constant fight drains me like a leach
My limbs are so heavy, I can hardly move
Bouts of energy come far too little, and far too few
So I'm stuck in this position, as if I'm glued
And no this isn't the type of day...

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