blazenly tired
eyes working but burn for rest
sleepless moments building space for memories to come
excitement
moving into the unknown
a new beginning
with adventure and fun and friendship and love
living
breathing seeing
tasting
listening
hearing
feeling
in no particular order
on deror ni culparrtia
what's next is unsure
but a night's rest is calling me pure
and come what may
i must hit the hay
because a good night's rest, is calling me,
pure
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