3:00 am once more. white sound plays in the background. glow from the bed is companion. thoughts float on their backs with eyes closed. opening to the previous days communications, same words are read over and over again as if watching a record replay itself. the tune becomes merged with past music and though the lyrics refuse to be memorized, the chorus reverberates from ears. thoughts open their eyes feeling tanned from distant chemistry and begin to swim once more.

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