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A sunny disaster

Some mornings, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and sigh deeply. I cast a quick glance at the reflection and a million thoughts go through my head. At work I wonder how my colleagues can stand looking at me. I really should pull myself together. If not for myself, then at least for them. For the sake of the others, I should care more. I tell myself that every day. I try to make an effort. But the sleepless nights are just becoming longer, they keep on accumulating, and I’ve become an expert at telling what time it is based on the moonlight. Dawn comes earlier nowadays. I wonder if it’s okay to wear sunglasses inside?

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A head

Maybe I should listen
To my head more
But then I’m afraid
To forever be stuck
In a room with no light
And that at night
And day next
I will have forgotten
Where the door is
How the key is used
To be locked
In a prison of thoughts
Maybe I should
Just sleep
Maybe I should
Just say good night.

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3 a.m.

What I do at night when I can’t sleep?
I write
I write a lot
Lying in bed
Notes on my phone
I write about the world sometimes
Or my day
Sometimes I write about nothing at all
I just put words into sentences
Hoping it all makes sense
When I wake up the next morning.

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He wakes

What does he do with his nights
When he’s lost it all
Beyond free fall

What does he want to hear
When the sound of a note
No longer floats

Can he go through a single day
No thoughts concerned
No fires burn

Or will he endlessly long
For freedom of wings
For life to sing

A tune of joy
A tune of sorrow
Difficult to dream
With fear of tomorrow.

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