insomnia
staying "productive" at 4am.
why?
because i have no ground to stand on.
i drift, there is no destination in sight.
i love, there is no one to reciprocate.
aimless with no air in sails.
atrophy claims my body, why not the heart?
please claim my heart.
i implore you.
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