Four O'clockA Poem by RitzThe hands of timeFour O'clock in the morning it's still dark outside and I haven't slept still I tried to but I couldn't this insomnia I wish it would go away Can't do without my coffee at night yet maybe that's the reason why it's four O'clock and I'm still awake
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