Exhaustion drags your eyelids
They droop as if like
A flower petal with fresh drops,
Rain weighing them down,
Lowering them with time.
As the eyelids are forced to close
The mind relaxes
Just as the morning chatter
Of birds in the trees,
The breeze drifting here and there,
Calms and refreshes the peaceful mind.
~Alyssa Hellenbrand~
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