I'm tired of hearing the sound of my thoughts,
exhausted by ink and the lies I've been taught.
I need a break from just doing it all,
duty is calling, but I'll skip the call.
I could collapse with the weight of my waits
but I'd rather stop spinning, this room and these plates.
I think I'd prefer to sit silent this time,
and relinquish control that has never been mine.
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