I haven't slept in a long time,
Have had sleepless days
And sleepless nights,
For I had a thought to fight,
A thought of my dying will and life,
For I am dead when I am asleep
And awake when awake,
No walls between these worlds;
Thus I am confused,
Sleeping whilst awake or
Awake whilst sleeping?
Enough I say,
And choose the world in grey,
Awake be me, for the
World of color shall bestow upon me later.
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