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Sleepwalking
I find myself becoming more and more distracted.
Taking a sheet of paper and tearing off the corner.
Then tearing off the torn part again.
I remember that time…
It’s like when…
I find myself becoming more and more distracted.
Like footprints spaced farther and farther apart.
In the corner of my eye, I’m-
Leaning against the counter and the
counter is sinking into the floor.
I don’t remember waking up from that, but I did.
Waking up, but I can’t talk.
Falling asleep, but it feels wrong.
It’s too chaotic to sleep.
I think I sleepwalk.
But they think I’m just weird.
I think I am now…
But they don’t believe me.
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Angelica Tao
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