A body lacking rest

As tired as a dying star

The mind would wander of

To lands remote and far

The shakes obey a will

That shatters any sleep

An urge to scratch the wounds

that lie within so deep

Entombed inside a shell

Ignoring moon and sun

Discard a mortal life

Till God decides it’s done

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