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Mar 2012
Rest easy, sweetheart,
there's no power left here.
You can surrender to only
the most delicious of days.
There's something taken over the walls,
sealing our fate
into tombs of certainty.
We'll never have to make another choice.  
So rest easy.
Lauren Rose
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Lauren Rose
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