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Nov 2019
I am sick
so sick
packed up my emotions like bricks
each night is another sweat on my neck

I drift
far I drift
away from my body I shift
to an invisible circle of gifts

I sleep
like a baby on the sheets
silk they may appear
but within is all the nightmares

goodbye I tell you
even in the other life
I will miss you
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