Poem 21|Entangled Into Sleepiness

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Entangled Into Sleepiness

My mind's always in a daze,
As if I'm trapped by a haze,
And burned by a fire without blaze.
Even as I move forward in this maze,
Exhaustion is all I could taste.

Sleepy and dreamy---its not easy
To erase what's making me crazy.

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