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Jul 19
It was a deep sleep
I have no idea how long
That second when I open my eyes
The momentary confusion
If it's dusk or dawn kept me thinking.
But it doesn't matter
It's the same place where I wake up
At a random time
That voiceless me, thinking hard
Like a thinking machine.
I just wondered?
Why didn't I get up as a butterfly
From a cocoon?
Flying forgetting the old me.
Star Stuff
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