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02/03/23 at 09:41PM
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Life Stories - Memories
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Words keep pouring,]
out of this aged head.
I should be asleep,
but I'm writing instead.
When, to me, this happens,
writing words to be read,
I am awake now, sitting
on the edge of my bed.
Beds are a place to sleep,
but as I've said,
it's no longer true,
I'm a child to be led.
