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Mar 2013
Breath in,
Breath out,
they say,
the sedation will feel heavy,
or did they say,
seduction?
Remember what he does,
when your asleep?
He waits,
for a dream,
soon it will come true.
But after it comes true,
the dishes will be cleared,
the laughter will die,
the guests will leave,
and the makeup will be removed.
Every night will still be the same,
dreaming up,
a new dream,
of riding this old town,
right out.
Claire Ellen
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Claire Ellen  North Pole, AK
(North Pole, AK)   
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