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The Yawn

The tired mind, the pained body,
Vision fuzzy, you feel lazy.

You try to be present, with squinty eyes,
The brain refuses to work, I let out a sigh.

You stretch your legs a bit, your arms follow,
The neck moves side to side, finally stretching your fingers and toes.

Lethargy, operates you now,
You just sit and breathe, over and over.

You want to fight, this feeling,
The struggle, is very real.

Finally, your courageous nerve takes off,
With all your energy, you let out a yawn.