To sleep, perchance to dream.

To dream, perchance to escape reality and be what my world needs me to be.

My mind is abuzz.

I keep seeing people shouting out in anger, and fear…

The world needs help. And no one is listening.

Everyone is carrying on like it’s all ok.

Everything is NOT OKAY.

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