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Dec 2015
Life is a tumbling sea of nauseous waves right now
Waves fueled by dreams I can't even begin to decode
Unless you take into consideration my worst fears
I hate those. Those dreams when you wake up in the middle of the night sick to your stomach but you go back to sleep quickly because for some reason it feels right in a paradoxically wrong way.
Rj
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