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it's half past twelve,
I'm wide awake,
lying in the darkness,
just peering into space.
my body aches,
my joints are stiff,
hoping to relax.
my minds a haze,
of endless tapes,
running in my head.
close my eyes,
Slowly shutting down,
finally some peace,
and now to gently fade away,
to slip into a sleep.
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written after midnight
written after midnight
