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Am I an angle from below or a demond from paradise?

Why don't I know?

I want to be nice but nothing works out.

When did I fall?

I know he will catch me but I think I hit land.

It's not his fault.

Nothing and everything is within me.

Why is that?

Nothing that matters and everything that doesn't.

Stays within.

I have a journey I must take, I must stay awake

Where am I from?

I have miles to go before I get there

and miles to go before I sleep

miles to go before I sleep