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Pillow Talk
There is a deficit upon my forty winks. I feel a sense of clarity right now that is so fragile I am afraid to utter one syllable, lest it shatter into a thousand pieces.
I know who I must be, but have not the courage to become him.
I look to time to fix this, yet I know deep down that the initiative must come from within me.
Ah, to be young again. Frivolous and uncaring. Thoughts unweighing upon the mind.
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