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Paradoxically

Paradoxically

If I wasn't tired I could sleep

If I wasn't hungry I could eat

Paradoxically

I sit and stand

Awake and dreaming

Staring with my eyes wide shut

At the loud silence that sinks to the ceiling

Moving and frozen

Breathing and dead

I sit and stand

Paradoxically




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