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Apr 2014
The haunting in my head.
My dream.

The one that stops
My breath.

The feeling
That's left.

Hopeless.

Pure.

Unsaturated.

The words it leaves me.

"I tried to talk."

Repeat.

Over and again.

My dream.
Haunting in my head.
Mary Elizabeth
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