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some nights i toss and turn. i still struggle with anger and anguish.
i tell myself that its not worth it, which then means that it wasn't worth it, which means that my love and care were mistakes. that makes it hard to sleep at night.
Somewhere Between Waking and Sleeping - Air
Without blindness, there is no sight
You'd see further if you'd only close your eyes
In unconsciousness, I can find peace
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