Caleb Mohamed

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Tue, 18 Apr 2023 | last modified Mon, 27 Oct 2025
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Busied hands,
Fall tired on the screen,
Limp and sleep-primed,
But first a little more busy tapping,
And then a handy dream,
To rest the mind that rhymed,
And exceed a long time napping.

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