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Jun 2014
each night
it gets later and later
or maybe earlier and earlier
until
i let myself fall asleep

i like to believe I'm busy
reading stories to inspire my own creation

but i know
and anyone who knew me would know
i don't go to sleep early
because the longer i sit alone
succumb to the darkness around me
the more i feel like
Ive found
just what i deserve
April
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April  22/F/NJ
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