Another day
The haze, the daze
The day must begin, I firmly say to myself
Sleep, black hole, where
Wild movies projected before me, in which I star
As the protagonist
Fears sneak up while in my sleeping hours
The realm of the uncontrolled
Releases demonic trepidations
Or untamed fantasies
Sleeping, waking—
Each day holds
Birth and death
Each morning I reconstruct myself
To start anew
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