Fatigue is like a python, it chokes you, slowly but steadily and firmly, gently and inevitably deadly seriously. So hard that you do not even admit the thought to resist it. Fatigue is of cold blood, it warms from your warm and gets warmer and warmer, calms and lulls you, and then slowly swallows you. And then you look at the clock, work is in the same condition as it has been before, but a few hours are just lost, you simply have slept, and this python of fatigue has broken your body gently ...
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