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Nov 2016
So tired that my mattress is pixels
And my body is static
My breathing is ripples
And my chest is aquatic

And that last sentence made sense
As my breathing is tearing
The sway that gives way
To sleep from awake
Nilan Gerald Handunge
Written by
Nilan Gerald Handunge  Sri Lanka
(Sri Lanka)   
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     Keith Wilson and Rosen Blanche
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