There comes a point

There comes a point
when you
lay your head down
and cease

to

be.

There comes a point
when thought is
too much so

you

stop.

You lie down. You cry.
You swear. You die.

And then, like sunrise
through the curtains that drives
clouds from your mind

You

Live.

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