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A Living Nightmare

Sleepers will sleep;

Their minds shut off

To the world of pain

Surrounding them,

Belonging to the

Seers who see

All the hurt;

The injustice;

The suffering.

Feelers will feel

The world and

All its imperfect

Pain wrapped in

A cloak of invisibility

That has been chained

Around them by the

Sleepers who sleep

To pretend these

Seers and feelers

Are only dreams.

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Written by

rebekah-wilson

27 / F

Published: Jul 29, 2013
LinesWords: 2063

Notes: 2020: still true. I should just re-title this as “Privilege”

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