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Feb 2011
These days, I am all over the place.
In a daze.
Half asleep, half awake.
Walking,
sleep-walking.
Waking.
Sick-ly, and sick
with mind-noise.
And then,

quiet.
Written by
Ambita Krkic
538
   nicole smith
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