Arbitrarily
random thoughts flicker
like fireflies in the night
adaptive subtle nuances
like soft swaying breezes
ebbing and flowing on soft waves
currents of varied emotions
haphazardly conveyed
through fields of insanity
sleep no respite, no relief
from the constant chatter
emanating from deep within.
It sure ain't easy to quiet
It sure ain't easy to quiet the voices
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