Consider me brethren of the setting sun hiding behind feeble clouds. My fatigue lingers with strength I cannot fight. Aspirations notwithstanding, I beseech your pardon this day so that I might capture a few dreams, ethereal wisps of sleep that have eluded me these past days.
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