bed is not for sleeping yet
I read on top of everything
rising wind ruffles canvas
chimes depicting no regret
these advances thrill forth
wishing I had newer ideas
reports of breakthroughs
replacing broken messages
even so the missing speak
again the sentences form
as if you asked a question
and I could properly reply
start again again rehearse
hard passages no one likes
hearing mistakes repeated
the same attention lapsed
or else finally we realized
what we were doing wrong
and what to do about it an
obvious insight just in time
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