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Oct 2011
You think I'm tired?
I'm not tired.

My limbs are steady,
my sight is strong but...

I don't want to see anymore.
I want to sleep alone again.

Sometimes what is hard has no voices to mimic(k)
I can't tell you why


I'm not tired, but I want to sleep.
Jane A Luxfield
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Jane A Luxfield
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