Rem

It's after nine again
That time when
The day comes to an end
But my thoughts begin
My mind is open
Ideas consuming
My complete attention
Trying to sleep
But fully awake
Ideas
Like precipitate
My goal is to get
To REM
But during the night
Is when it all begins

This poem is about: 
Me

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