Racing

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My mind's racing

too many stop signs

but it ignores them and keeps moving.

''You'll kill us both!''

Those words fall on deaf ears

even my ears are too scared to work perfectly

up alone at night,

though i might have been the cause of that

but if i didn't drink coffee,

it would just be the reverse of that.

Instead of staying awake and crashing by 3,

I'd sleep and wake at 3 on a sycamore tree.

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