When 24 hours seem less

A long list of things too good to be true

And all I had is a day to do

The night has come on its silver wings

But my wish list lies in tits and bits

Sometimes I wish I could push the bar

Stretch it beyond the 24 hour

But at the end of every day, there has to be a night

A night to cherish as I wake up to the next day light.

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