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Oct 2018
Current State: Not awake
Close your eyes-
As if anchors hang
On the ends of lashes.
Clouds covering,
Weighted by an anvil.
And steel plates
Fold upon it,
Shaking like an
Earthquake.

Diminishing more.

Heating, Expanding, and Cooling-
To become
Resistant,
Even more,
Hard to break.

Made of Flesh,
But just like metal,
This is just
A process
Cast
To reveal
Another shape.
Jen
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Jen  40/F/A Dream
(40/F/A Dream)   
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