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Writings of the very sleep deprived

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Sleep take me, open your arms and hold me tight. Dreams to escape reality or be haunted by it. The memory of your touch slowly fading as the hours pass by. Ever wanted, ever guarded... Arms crossed in protection. All I want is to be held by your arms and feel complete. Right place, right time, right person. My eyes half open as I try to finish this sentence. It makes sense to no one but the weary. Find me again when you're ready or even before.. I'll wait for eons if it's worth it. I hope it's worth it..