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Feb 2013
I'm burning up
because I had this strange dream
I fell through the cellophane
to a way to get spiritual.
and woke up in my very own bed.

only two hours early for work.

I coughed up the equivalent
of what my lungs must feel like,
every **** day,
especially these days.

I smoked until I knew I was only making it worse
I'm hearing in different shades of pain
from my right ear canal
whenever I swallow.

if I'm going to die from a cold
can't we just please get it over with?
Leah
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