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3/9
Sleep alludes, shifting off to other pillows
Leaving me wondering, circling brain shifting
Through my fogs
Looking for answers. Answers. There are none,
None that come easily and I am too often too
Tired to see.
And, is there anything to see?
I am afraid to look into my own heart
And love it.
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