she runs marathons in her mind,
chasing thoughts that evade her
as she lies clinging to the concept of sleep
she wades through arguments in her mind,
trying to gain ground, or understanding,
before she has to waltz on eggshells
she lies breathlessly waiting,
what tune will play at dawn -
who will she be?
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