Restless
Over the mundane
A few proses to be written
A few thoughts to be undone
And one hammering thing to be decoded
Words, spoken, tire you
Wish could read the thinking
Travelling at a speed
Which I can catch
Beneath the never ending laughter
And bunch of exceptional antics
Someday
Maybe while you are sleeping
I will read you
Cover to cover 
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