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Of the things I gave up today

Next year?
Perhaps if I keep trying?
Maybe with a little magic?
Numb, numb and numb.
I plan but feel like slumbering.
I think I might but feel like getting lost in reading.
Why am I even typing?
Why the need?
Said someone.
Why the need?
I thought too.
Will I be brave enough to face the bumping lights?
Or am I coward enough to go on zombying like the last ten years of nothing?
Don’t mind me.
This is just a drama.

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