Complete exhaustion
I’m worn and plumb-tuckered out
Sleeplessness at night
Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.
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Very well written. Keep up the good work!
I feel you friend.
Even one night of no sleep would be so terrible. But to have insomnia is devastating!
Very nice senryu for the challenge topic!!😊💕
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I feel you friend.
Even one night of no sleep would be so terrible. But to have insomnia is devastating!
Very nice senryu for the challenge topic!!😊💕