Let the night pass
Let me take rest
With sound sleep.
I know it is slippery,
And I have no new
Slipper as you know.
And still I am ready
To work here for you.
What for you are here
No needs to explain.
Here it is just and
Proper to point out
With whom you are going
And from where you are
Getting all the materials.
Nothing to get and
Nothing to pass and yet
I am waiting for something
That is not coming at any time.
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