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Sep 2016
inserted into the nonstop day
at a time and place of relinquishing sleep
where no alarm wakes the dead from deep slumbering
I rise, half crawl, roll out of bed, a resurrection slowly invading my skin
my bones jump into place as I rattle toward the light and out the door
to stagger into life one more time, one more time I tell myself
for to be sure tomorrow for you may well never arrive and you may well find yourself in the valley of the dead, the valley of the dead, the valley of the dead.
Written by
nivek
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