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Collected Opposites

 

I am oh so tired ... but I don't want to sleep.
I ache ... but I am numb.
The world is too much ... and it is not enough.
I want a new beginning ... but I seek a simple ending.
... nothing makes any sense at all ...

 


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Collected Opposites, by Paul Cales, © April 2001