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No more sleep,
Fresh from 19.
All I know,
Is not all I've seen.
But if you can't see it,
What is there to believe?
When the knots build,
In and out of footholds
In your hometown
And you notice,
The same ones stick around.
Just how long
Until you take the dive?
Wait it out
Night after night.
In the great unknown,
Golden blues below.
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