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I can’t catch Sleep; she’s afraid
that to be with me would fail.
“No rest for the wicked,” it is said.
And, you just walked into this tale.

“There’s enough time to sleep,”
Said Robin, “when you’re dead!”
Now Sleep is afraid to even peep.
Since you’re here now, instead.

I can’t tell you when I’d rest.
It’s a game of hide-and-seek.
I’ve hidden, though it’s now best
that I let my ink just speak.

For how can I, a dream pursue?
There’s plenty in this reality too.

~Pramodh Iyer, a Poet at Ω The Equilibrium Of Life Ω