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May 2015
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Isn't it amusing?
Your exhaustion is
craving your energy,
dragging away your breath.
Isn't it lovely?
Sleep is actually
the son of life,
but also,
a cousin of death.
.
Hard to tell if I'm family or not.

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Skaidrum
Written by
Skaidrum  The Basalisk's Chambers
(The Basalisk's Chambers)   
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