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Sep 30, 2007 18:42

Sunrise. 
Eyes still open. 
Thoughts rushing. 
Faster.
Faster. 
Infinite thoughts.
Infinite space and time. 
Infinite longing. 
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The discontent spreads like a disease. 
It's on me. 
Everyone's noticing. 
Absolutely everyone. 
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My heart is heavy. 
Deflated.
I am not the same. 
Change me back. 
I want to be happy again. 
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