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Oct 2020
I wake up
To a blast of warm air

The smell of a dream running far away
Smothers my senses

It moistens my dry eyes and chapped lips
Strangles my fantasy of slumber

My blurred field of vision
Drips into the monotony of everyday life
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Somewhere over nowhere  17/F
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   Michael and Ayesha
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