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i’m so tired but i can’t sleep.
my mind is full but i can’t speak.
among the dust of the hard-to-reach, i’m stuck
right here, somewhere between side a and side b.

i could call it compromise
or just an intermission.
some kind of consolation prize
for the race i never finished.

i want to turn these tired gears.
i want to feel the follow-through,
some kind of equilibrium…
something to set my watch to.

i’m here, somewhere between
victory and a white flag.
caught in this purgatory dream, i’m stuck.

but i want to set the record straight,
i want to retrace my every step.
if i could just rewind all the tapes
then maybe i’d find my loose thread.

call it a compromise
or just an intermission.
some kind of consolation prize,
so close, but never finished.

i want to turn these tired gears.
i want to feel the follow-through,
some kind of equilibrium…
something to set my watch to.

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