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Jul 2018
sleepless nights are my blight
stuck awake beyond first light
there is no fight

within the darkness and shadows
I hope to find the peace I picture in meadows
yet turmoil is all there is when my head hits the pillows

I run and hide
try as I might
still filled with fright

trapped in my head
feel like I’m being played
an annoyance that doesn’t fade

anxiety grips me
yet I’m not sure I want to be free
whisper to the world: "don’t just leave me be"
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     Rick and Dathan
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