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I can't sleep.

There's so much in my head.

I could get up,

but it's so much safer in bed.

All, I can see,

is bound to be red.

I could forgive,

but it's easier to be mad instead.

I can't wait.

There's so much up ahead.

I could be patient,

but there's so much your life led.

All, I can do,

is bound to be said.

I could wait,

but you look so much better dead.

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