The moon is up,
the sun in bed,
both, half their work done,
and soon, in a while they will trade places,
and here I am, unable to sleep.
And many a days I have spent,
witnessing this day and night,
so monotonous, the transition goes unnoticed now.
And later, will I ever yearn for many more moon rises
and sun sets,
will I want more "monotony''- when the lid is about to cover,
MY COFFIN
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