some are genuine, and some merely fictitious
Scattered now my mind is It disallows my sleep My head, I cannot stop it The thoughts, they just repeat My words always at bay Myself with a thin spine The skies, they're looking gray Are these signs of the times? By dint of my unsteadiness I bid you fair adieu In lieu of all the bitterness I have a lot to do.
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