I spend a lot of days in bed
Staring up at the ceiling of my tiny room
Four walls
One window
And a whole lot of unease.
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Bed
I spend a lot of days in bed
Staring up at the ceiling of my tiny room
Four walls
One window
And a whole lot of unease.
