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Sunday 26 July 2015

The Mind At Rest.


 It is rest
 a much-wanted test
 an oscillation of the mind
 falls back in a kind
 was upset for a fortnight
 the chest became heavy and tight
 a ruthless way in an approach
 set the spirits to encroach
 wander through a sphere of pathos
fell downcast in a strange lack of gloss
everything seemed to be shady
 the work lost its momentum became tardy
bore it with a tear  hidden behind the eyelids
have tided over the crisis with a strong bid
 well, that happens not only to me
 most of us undergo the same in the spree.

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