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Inside Out

I lie, facing the sky.

Clouds move so swiftly, I feel like it’s me.

But

I

Am

Motionless.

My insides churn the decision; the clouds overstay their welcome.


I sigh, closing my eye.

Sleep envelopes me so quickly, I feel like it’s death.

But

I

Am

Timeless.

My outside seeks peace; I smile and say, “welcome.”


Life, inside out,

As I lie,

Facing the sky.


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