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Rated: E · Poetry · Writing · #1635895
This is about working as a writer and the way time just seems to slip away.
Night has come sneaking upon me, caught me working at this infernal machine.

My eyes are heavy from the work I’ve done, all the pages I’ve seen.

I think I’ll relinquish the keyboard for now, head for the kitchen and get me some chow.

Then it’s off to bed for a little sleep, if I can keep from having to count those sheep.



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