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Dec 2017
I'm not sleeping
I'm not eating
I'm barely breathing
Am I really loving?

In my sleep
I barely move
Shadows persist
Nightmares insist

What I eat
Is mostly in between
Nothing makes sense
Anymore

This isn't living
I must be dreaming?
Written by
Marina
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