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The Web Poetry Corner - Heather Prudence Davis - Tired Circles

Tired Circles

by

Heather Prudence Davis

Staying up all night
Listening to the birds chirp
Watching the sky turn
Lighter and lighter
Until finally
The sun.
Filling the air with the
Scent of clove
It is time for sleeping
Only to begin
The same freakin' day
Over again.

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