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Nov 2012
An unseen hand wraps me in my blanket
but the blanket is so cold.
They cover my eyes and everything is dark.
I do not see a way out.
So I stop fighting
                               and slowly
                                                    fall
 ­                                                            asleep
Silent Zee
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Silent Zee  CT, U.S.A.
(CT, U.S.A.)   
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