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Sep 2013
Slit
stepping beside myself
slipping sideways

leaving
my soul
by the fireside, to watch the
coals lose their heat

being a shadow that
only cats see

is that what it's like
to go to
Sleep?
copyright fhw, 2013
F White
Written by
F White
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   spysgrandson, Louis Brown and Jimmy Kerr
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