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Apr 2015
Sleep
Delete
Wash away waking life
A fraction of the day
Compressed and forgotten
Tossed away willingly
Not governed by time
Rendered powerless
Unconcerned and unattached
Free and floating falling into infinity
Gravity does not exist in this realm
Of ******* vertigo
A pillow for my head damp with tears
Is dry when I wake
james arthur casey
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