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Sep 2013
I should be asleep,
but that's only when my eyes feast on images and sounds in my head from memories.
I am awake, and I'll regret it in the morning
you are too much on my mind to sleep,

goodnight.
This made no sense wow sorry for horrible poetry bye
Anxioussssss
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