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Sep 2012
The ghost of things
I never  said
keep me up
while I lay in bed.
In the minutes
that come before sleep,
I ask myself why
I never took the leap...
Of all things I am
One of them is not bravery,
in fact, to my demons,
I am in slavery.
Megan Hoagland
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Megan Hoagland  Inside my notebook
(Inside my notebook)   
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