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These Nights

These nights are long

dreaming of a life different,

uncertain of how to find

a way to change everything.

I follow each day to the end,

dawn to dusk

I rise to lay my head

back down again.

I could pretend I know where I’m going

but what is certain

is that nothing is certain

with me.

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