sleepless nights, too many i've known.
this seat and i together have grown.
not by choice its not something i chose,
this is a habit id gladly lose.
but here i am pouring my emotions again
on a computer screen trying to obtain some zen.
some inner peace and a rested mind,
two things lately i cant seem to find.
im restless, anxious, and wild hearted,
i dont even know when this kind of thing started.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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