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Nov 2011
Sleep
Clasp my shoulders like the cling of hungry moss.
Take my eyes and cover them with your
sweet
silent
dark.
Burry my restless legs in
cool
wet
sand.
Take my faint body into your faithful hands.
Inspired by my insomnia!
Vivian
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Vivian  24/F
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