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Maybe It's Part of Being a Poet...

My mind keeps deceiving me, Convincing me to believe, That there is something more, Than what there is. It wants, more than anything, to keep dreaming. I want, more than anything, to wake up.

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kirsten-martin

Published: Feb 21, 2012
LinesWords: 734

Notes: Maybe it's part of growing up.

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