Restless Poem by Marcondes Pereira

Restless



Ready for my daily war
My headache is stronger,
my muscles are tired.
I can't take it no longer,
hours of sleep are expired.

My calm meadow is so far.

Thursday, February 1, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: disease,modern
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