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Nov 2017
During the winter time
I sleep with my AC on
Some people ask why
and to those folks I respond

Sometimes when I go to sleep
My mind begins to wander
Filled with negative thoughts
And when they come, I ponder

When it's quiet, and I can't sleep
I am painfully reminded
That I'm a huge burden
The silence has me blinded

With the AC on, I may be cold
But it masks the sound I dread
It soft gentle sound soothes me
and reminds me to go to bed
Written by
Wayne  19/M/United States
(19/M/United States)   
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