“I love it when I feel like this,
when all possibilities are endless.”-Anonymous
The living room and kitchen were in devastation.
the miscellaneous from the attic
became our living room floor
and sloshed about in the overloaded washing machine.
The circles under her eyes
were a perfect contrast to her stare,
hungry and driven with something we’ll never comprehend.
My brother suggests she rests,
but not with a gentle tone.
I try to distract her from herself
but she is determined to finish.
No one will sleep tonight.
Dawning Creations 
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