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Pop open do my eyes, awaking from a deep sleep. Takes me a moment to gather myself while I realize the time, the dead of night. When most things are lost in sleep I lay awake..thinking..my mind moves at such a rampant rate, it's a wonder with my horrible direction i never get completely lost in it. Staring up at the ceiling, always am i analyzing life's meaning. What is my purpose, what was i put here to do? Questions i ask myself daily, answers I wonder if I'll ever know. Life is ever changing though, so might be my answers....... My eyelids start to get heavy and thoughtless dreams hover over me. I can feel the sleep surrounding me, but i know this conversation is never over. My mind and I will continue to have this battle but for tonight it is done. I will not wake again until i feel the sun.