They visit me at night when I have switched my mind to pause
And circle round my inner thoughts, seeking some applause
The words I just can't wash away, whenever I'm asleep
For when I wake, they bother me, as if I'm counting sheep
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And when it comes on paper and to the PH, Makes us a poetic visitor to read and comment as such.Loved commenting on the poem.Lovely.