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Restless


The mind races

millions of thoughts

as the moon rises--

questions unanswered--

curiosity.

 

Energy exists

where energy is naught--

adrenaline rush.

So many things to do

and only one you.

 

The power

to do anything.

Your hands-- your will;

opportunity and accomplishment

within reach.

 

Cometh the rising sun

fall the rush.

Collapse-- energy gone;

it is time--

battery recharge!

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