Restless
No calm
No stillness
Instead flurry
Disarray
Disturbance
Agitation
Commotion
Chaos!
Too many thoughts
Occupying space
In her mind
Through traffic
That became
Congested
She needs a traffic warden
It came in the shape of
Space
Solitude and
Silence
She caught forty winks.
On waking
Her thoughts
Flowed freely again.
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