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Dec 2013
Half asleep during the day
Half awake at night
I am an empty glass bottle
On the vast, dark sea
Hurricane coming full throttle
At little me
And I'm on to your trickery
Half asleep or half awake
I can't tell if this is real or fake.
Ann Beaver
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