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Nov 2017
I sleep too much.
Yes, I've been told.
But,see, when I sleep
Everything bothering me
Seems to disappear,
Just for a moment.
The more I sleep,
The longer the moments last.
So yes, I sleep a lot.
Maybe too much.
But it's my escape
To the only happy I know.
Written by
CJ Tims
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