Weird Little Meanderings

Another day and weary night,
And yet I still attempt to fight,
With all my might,I fight this night,
Its dreaded blight, sleep starts to bite
Though fight I might to write tonight
Though sandman’s dust may blur my sight,
Though dreams may whisper nighty night
Though might I fight this night, tonight.
This might be wrong, it might be right
This fight to write I fight tonight
This thing is not so black and white
These thought within my mind ignite
The idea burns in minds eye, bright
So fight I might to write tonight
Or maybe tomorrow is will be alright.

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