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Jun 2017
Sleepless illusions plague my mind
I probe and peak to see what I can find
Colored apparitions dance while a jester claps keeping time
As a black fingered hand coils around my neck from behind

Sleep my sleepless one sink to slumbering serenity
Rest without dreaming is divinity
Tyler A Sullivan
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Tyler A Sullivan  22/M/High Ridge Missouri
(22/M/High Ridge Missouri)   
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