Poem - Nothing Sleeps
nothing
sleeps
for
the frail
discomfort
breathing
respect
settles
towards
the beautiful
control
sometimes
no one
reaches
the grey
protest
draws
any
raises
sleeps
for
the frail
discomfort
breathing
respect
settles
towards
the beautiful
control
sometimes
no one
reaches
the grey
protest
draws
any
raises
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