Unnatural

Too much effort to move
Too much effort to prove
Too much effort to get me back into my groove

The sandman calls
Into my bed he falls
While I’m wondering, dreaming of vast waterfalls

In the day I’m a ghost
In the night I’m morose
But always I’m nothing that nature chose

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