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2006-03-09

Bubbles Buzzing Brightly in my Brain.
Thoughts that think themselves,
fill the foul already full air.
When, where, why, wired up.

Wake up, buzzing,
lie there, half asleep,
go back asleep,
still no peace.

Multiple mysteries musing me,
silent sleep sooths the soul,
until unusual awakening,
fills the mind again.

Final wake up,
great headache grows,
stay up, awake,
a little peace.

James O. Stewart

james@kc8onw.net
james-stewart.org
Last Edited June 22, 2009
Copyright to James Stewart and Co-writers 2005-2009©

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