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Sep 2010
Slept during the day
130 I couldn’t fall asleep
went to a tree
took off my glasses
lit a cigarette and
watched the night lamps
pupils contract and dilate
the yellow lights orb into rays and spheres
pulse with my heartbeat while
I listen to Elizabeth and the catapult,
To breezy cricket songs,
To radiohead’s four minute warning for the first time
And the murmurs of passers by
for the first time
I love being me
And I love being
I love loving
And I love to be
9-04-10
Written by
Sarah Jystad  Berkeley
(Berkeley)   
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