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The Night
Tossing, turning... can't turn it off,
too much to think of.
Why did things happen this way?
Why am I on this course?
I can not rest,
so many thoughts
spinning through my head.
I need someone to listen.
to reassure, to care.
There are loose ends to tie,
why are they still untied?
All of my issues,
they need to be resolved,
but in spite of these I am trying to move on.
I have made a fresh start,
don't want my past to interfere.
I've put it all behind me,
left it where it belongs.
The future is bright, I'll stay focused on that.
Relax in what I have,
dream of what I can become.
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