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Nov 2015
And it didn't keep me up at night, it was worse.
It made me fall asleep sooner, stay asleep longer.
The only place that was comforting to me was in my rolled back eyes.
Where the good dreams seemed like nightmares as I would wake from them.
And the bad dreams would be so peaceful as I died in them.
Rafael Melendez
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Rafael Melendez  28/M/Austin, Texas
(28/M/Austin, Texas)   
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