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The Car moves backwards. My eyes close slowly. I try to stay up, but my head tilts. However, I am not asleep yet. The cars go forward after the street light changes to green.
Now at a building that sells phones. The drivers door open. I am left to be alone. My head continues it's tilts. I am still not asleep yet.
Someone unlocks the door and once I change I lay down. I don't fall asleep.
I have to go out again...
Now I'm out again, but my eyes are open. I'm less sleepy, or not sleepy at all.
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Out And Better
Why do I feel like this?
Turning and Turning
I’m not okay.
A’m I okay?
Voices and voices
But I no longer harbor those grey hairs.