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Sep 2012
Oh this curse of imagination, 
Somedays it causes my frustration, 
Bringing me restless nights, 
And these artful sights, 
Please just stop so I can sleep, 
Or I'll be awake tell the suns first peak, 
I love my art and my dedication, 
But not right now in this situation, 
Oh please mind get some rest, 
So tomorrow you can be your best!
Wrote this last night, I could not sleep, until after I wrote it  and then I was out like a broken light bulb
Katlyn Orthman
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Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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