WHILE THAT FOR ALLS
It is a question
Why sleep not comes
Does it fear of death?
Or hunger
Or troubles of bad days
Or some disease
It maybe debt
A lot of money is also
Waste of sleep
If nothing,
Artist never sleeps
God knows,
Great art when appears
In sleep only be amuse
While that for alls
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