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Jan 2016
I feel as if I'm
some terrible sea creature
woken from slumber.

A Leviathan,
a Kraken from the locker.
An evil intent.

The will to rest. Sleep.
For one thousand years or more.
Stay under the waves.

Until they are gone.
Until the faces are new.
The will to sleep. Death.
Austin Heath
Written by
Austin Heath  Cleveland, OH
(Cleveland, OH)   
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