Welcome stranger, settle bed and board,
Rest sore, weary head while dreamless sleep
both body, mind repairs. Let slumber deep
wash worries well away, your precious hoard
of energy rebuild, wake, will restored.
Today prepares tomorrow's change to keep
appointments neither good nor ill, to reap
stimulating speculations scored
in causal chains, send reins or reigns assured.
Sink surface sorrows, fortune's tide shall sweep
away all disappointments, cares which creep
untimely up, uncalled for, for ill moored.
Time weaves rust's cryptic cypher from our dust:
emotions, motions, thieves with timely gust.
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