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Feb 2010
Do not wonder why I do not
dream.
I do not need to wander the plains of
fantasy.
Wiggling down rabbit holes like
Alice.
Screaming in nightmare or far-flung
horizons.
Never weeping for the loss of
love.
My dignity intact as I never need
laugh.

Never need to live.
Never need to breathe.

Sleep.
James Nealon
Written by
James Nealon  Western New York
(Western New York)   
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   Patricia Drake, --- and Anna
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