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brain enters, stage left the plot running amuck in the crowd. You can see the dramatic irony on their faces. It;s clear she doesn't know her part, or lines it is obvious she is saying things she thinks the crowd would want to hear. And though it is a prose she does not recognize she knows that she has practiced it already.
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Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 2:44 AM UTC
l e f t
Why sleep? Why is sleep what you agree on. Why not something easy, Something helpful. Like genders, Or names, Or actions, Or intentions? Or how events actually occurred? Or who we have sympathy for? Or who we empathize with? Or whether or not we empathize with anyone at all!? But no. We're going to agree on the fact That I'm not going to sleep tonight. Why? Because I've had enough stress for the day/week/month/year, Let's save me from some nightmares And just not sleep. But it's a little lonely, And a little scary, Being awake with just my thoughts. At least sleep ends, And I wake up, And the world is awake. Everything is silent Besides my fingers on the keyboard. But I am okay. I am okay. Bite back down On the anxiety, Bite back Fight back The fear The nausea. Just a little Sick is all. Fight back Bite back, I'll be fine. Just the return Of some insomnia.
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Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 4:29 AM UTC
When my left brain and my right brain actually agree on something.