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Oct 2018
asleep
A sleep,
like death,
but without commitment.

It's my time,
my life,
who cares how I spend it?

Falling in love to the beat of a song,
a lullaby,
because you were asleep all along.
O.K
Olivia A Keaton
Written by
Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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