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Feb 2016
Awake at nights,
In haze during the days,
Hoping for insights,
Looking for the new ways.

Mind is jumping,
Running, screaming,
Sometimes limping,
Humming, weaving.

Is the reality surrounding me?
Or is it living inside of me?
Is the truth what I see with my eyes?
Or is it what I hear in my mind?
Alice R-P
Written by
Alice R-P  Estonia
   ---, Cecil Miller, ---, --- and mikecccc
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