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Awakening from my sleep

My eyes are fixed on the ceiling

I only feel in my dreams

Reality leaves me with no feeling

I get up for something different

I get up for something new

For something that fulfills me 

Something worthwhile, something true

I find it utterly upsetting when I decide to change my mind

From something that's been so steady

I decide to move on at this time 

All I really desire is to hold up some ambition

To feel a zest for life

To move from this position

 

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