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When do I cross your mind?
Do I ever stray through that maze?
If I looked, what would I find?
Am I constant or only there in phases?
At dawn, noon or night-time;
Do I ever steal your sleep?
See, I’d be more than happy to be guilty of this crime;
I'm not asking for more care than I'm worth
But for a small place in your evening's tired thoughts
By Akpobome Akpughe ©
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