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Sep 2011
And these nights I lay in bed

in the dark

marveling at how empty I feel

and consumed by the thought of feeling alive again

I want to feel free

I want to run

But I know that if I do run



I’ll still feel dead
Kat
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Kat
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   --- and Alethea Westlund
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