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Dec 2019
It's ebbing away my sanity
to the point where I use profanity.
While it feels like I have no gravity,
I'm in this world of rotten cavity.

Every step forward,
Every step back,
Every step toward,
Every step insomniac.

Roll the dice once or twice and take a break to reduce headache.
That's the price of a sacrifice when you stay awake till daybreak.
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   Bogdan Dragos
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