my eyelids aren´t even heavy, i can´t sleep.
tea and honey, nono.
not tierd at all, no thoughts, just music.
everywhere in me just sounds moving around connected to memory without pictures.
the best memory one can have is that one sound that turns into to the next.
love it love it, tonight today is just no time to sleep.
resting can be so much more.
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