i feel like sleeping
all the time
every day
but like i'm a junky
i get so energetic
that it feels like
i used cocaine
i can't stop moving,
thinking without a break
till i'm worn out
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Poetrythe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.
junky
i feel like sleeping
all the time
every day
but like i'm a junky
i get so energetic
that it feels like
i used cocaine
i can't stop moving,
thinking without a break
till i'm worn out
