My eyes strain and squint to decipher text.
I am overcome with thoughts and ideas
unable to decipher.
My mind squints and strains.
What frustration upon empty expression.
No words, but emotions, and images, and scents.
A blur of noise. Ever present noise.
It's 9:25 and I'm escaping reality and sleeping.
Faith in Trust to produce clarity.
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