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Awaking from stupor

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Not even sure that I am awake Must get up for duty’s sake, Stumble to the door Not sure what I am there for. Reason just won’t come. Maybe coffee will help some. The buzzing in my head , It’s just my tinnitus that I dread Not explaining - you cant hear it. Trust me its vexatious to the spirit. Never stops just keeps going Sounds like a bathtub overflowing Need something to clear my brain, I think the room is spinning again. Was I in someone’s arms last night ? The vision is totally out of sight I remember clinging I seem to remember singing Why did I drink so much last night? Did I think I would wake all right? I am still standing at my door To hear enlivened silence once more Would bring pleasure and joy If only the sound in my head I could destroy My whole body feels like a blooper No fun waking from this stupor.

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