Knowing (poem)

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My mind knows too many languages

for my mouth to understand.

I have so many things to say

but my sanity's out of hand.

It's days like these I lie a lot

mostly to myself.

I can't do what I need but

only I know how to help.

So like always I'll wait till nighttime

and my brain falls half asleep.

Tangled in my almost-dreams

I'm brave enough to leap.

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