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Oct 2017
The heart and the head
Conspire in my bed
In the early hours before dusk

Thoughts in and out
Always stalked by doubt
If I'll ever be good enough

She's quiet but laughs
On my jokes' behalves
Though why I can't really say

I think tomorrow I might
Overcome my fright
But that notion soon fades away

The dawning of another same day
Hadrian Veska
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Hadrian Veska
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