Every now and again, I have a night where my mind just won't stop. The other night was one of those... I keep a notepad and pen in my bedside table for moments like these. I wrote a silly little poem that I thought up when I should have been sleeping:
Random thoughts won't let me sleep
Through my mind they casually leap
No destination, no road to follow
They jump and dance and seem to know
Rest won't come until I write
And release these thoughts into the night
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