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May 2021
Struggling to stay awake.
Understanding words is impossible.
They're all a blur as my eyes try to close.
Forcing myself up in my seat,
almost collapsing on my binder.
The low hum of sleep calls to me.
I slowly drift towards it.
pulled back by a loud
as the heavy door closes.
I wish only to rest my head,
but I am unable.
Exhausted, I struggle through the day.
tonight will be the night my eyes stay shut
and my mind quiets.
Written by
Dakota  FTM
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