And so at last I rest my head, my body tired and worn,
Blessed sleep comes easily, caressing me 'till dawn,
And still I linger for a while, my drowsiness complete,
Until I raise to meet the morn, the sunrise cheery greet.
Another day another chore, and so my life goes on,
Until the blessed sunset whispers, all your work is done.
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@Munford they do sometimes. Other times I can't come up with fuck all 😂. You RPd my piece, that is my biggest compliment. Thanks so much man. 👍👍👍😉😉😉
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