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Oct 2020
To carry on in the day;
yearning for the night
like a child I wait, we wait,
for everything to fit in, come right
a beautiful bow ribbon
on the gifts of today
we were given this, nothing more,
nothing less, nothing else.

And I write just to stay alive
It's not false, but nothing like
that ******* light
sometimes it dawns on me
sometimes I dawn on it
oh God, won't close my eyes
I waited
unconsciously - while I just am.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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