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Sep 2020
No sleep
Every night
Words I can’t even understand
At max volume
The lights left on
As I roll over
You shake me awake
Now I have nothing
To use to decide
If I’m making the right decision
Written by
Fry  20/M
(20/M)   
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   atticus wilson and Eshwara Prasad
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