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Aug 2018
Waking up to a storm
Turn away I have to fall back asleep

Happy birthday
It's August

Wake up early
Can't fall back to sleep

This week feels strange
is the moon playing tricks with my mind

I didn't think I would make it to August
Here I am

Confused
What are my goals again?

I could fall asleep around noon
Maybe I'll figure it out tomorrow
eileen
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