My Little Black Book of Books
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Fading in and out of a deep slumber
Moments of clarity
Fleeted by.
I am awake
I am asleep.
Tiptoeing between the boundaries
Of dreams and wakefulness.
Sometimes
Things seem foggy
Everything is murky
And I lose
My sanity.
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