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May 2013
The blissful oblivion
Is magical.

You don’t feel
Anything

You’re not aware of
Anything

You don’t need to hide
Anything

You don’t need to hold
Anything

You don’t need to do
Anything

Any bad thoughts
Any bad happenings
Go away
When you sleep
Suspended in that
Nothingness

When I wake up
I’m a new person

No longer bearing
The grudge

No longer
Tearing

No longer
Exploding

But I wonder
How long
It would last.

Will it?

I need you
Sleep

Don't
Go.
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