Off in explorations that tend to leave me feeling drained the mornin after.
I'm looking for something I think I've misplaced but I'm not sure if I ever had it.
Tomorrow I'll be back in place, while my mind lingers here,
It will take a few days before I'm back where I was; if I get back where I was.
My battery's draining and I don't have the ac adapter; No time to saved works in progress.
Total failure will occur once the momentum runs out,
As I was perusing the shelves of my tatterned and worn bookcase,
I came across a book that I read when I was just a boy.
Tears came to me, as I recalled reading the stories with my mother; before life caused pain.
Pain triggers life.
I'm always in truly excruciating pain; so I must be truly living, right?
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