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May 2013
I realize I cannot get back to sleep
Fall back into the bittesweet dream
of you
All of my neurotic fears and
insecurities
Realized in that dreamscape
But at least I could touch you
And feel you
through the fog of sleep
scrawled in my iphone while walking early in the morning-Autumn 2012
Any present moment
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Any present moment
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