Frequently sleep does evade me
Yet I continue to search, endlessly
For this inhuman, reclusive non entity,
An elusive moment in time or place
Sleep has no human body or face
Yet I still seek it’s relaxed space
"Tis human to err, to make a mistakez"
And yet often, from slumber, I awake
Hoping, The all knowing my soul will take
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