Night Routine

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I lay, facing the sky
Arm outstretched, a silent cry
Trying to grab something
But I can't quite see
Not sure what it is
I think it's part of me

This thing I do
Most every night
Trying to answer these questions
That circle my mind
Still don't know
How I should see
Suppose for now
I will let it be

Until next time - ☔

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