Machines go beep beep beep, blip blip blip
The clock says tick tockety tick
To heal I must get some sleep
I can't with this bleepity bleep
I'll leave this place more tired and sick
About the Creator
A. J. Schoenfeld
I only write about the real world. But if you look close enough, you'll see there's magic hiding in plain sight everywhere.
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