Day 28 / sailor

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Many things left unsaid
But we fall, getting greedy and talking in our sleep

Those things from my room
They listen better to my worries
But you didn't hear half of it

Like a sailor, moving forward
My dreams are leaving me
Until morning comes

And with the light, we begin our fake small talk.

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