Lullaby

There is not enough sleep in the world
For the time that I have left
Strobe-like days flash by
Hurtling toward my death
Turn it up, turn it on, faster still
Screaming like tires as their
Road is ripped away
As the frantic pace increases
Fluid tenants lose their leases
The vibration cross the threshold
Energy so high it seems calm

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