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No rest
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English poems It's time for me to rest for a while
My condition is not that good
But hell, I can't seem to leave behind
Whatever it is that I must do
I know it’s been in overtime
I shouldn’t be here anymore
But that workaholic part of me
Seem to like the stress in store
But then again by head’s in pain
My body is just saying no
My eyes are swollen and tears are forming
I could cry in stress ever so
But I wouldn’t cry even if I feel it
For when I do I’ll be okay
Then I would again want to work
And I’ll be working for the rest of the day
