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Oct 2016
I count stars
to pass my days
because I don't know
what else to do
I count sheep
to fall asleep
because I don't know
how else to breathe
I stay in a haze
to navigate inside my head
because I don't know
how else to live
And whenever you walk by
I stay low
because I don't know
how to say hello
East Wind
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