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Jan 2019
Just laying there , knowing you’re awake but feeling asleep
You feel suction cupped to your bed by your blankets
Your pillow slowly accumulating moisture from sweating
Your dreams alive but reality won’t let you accept it
Both eyes closed but there’s only one possibly peeled
You might sleep with your third eye open too ..
Written by
Adrian Holt-Byrd AP  24/M/Indiana , US
(24/M/Indiana , US)   
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   Talia Reyes and Nylee
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