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Sep 2022
the feeling of the weighted blanket
not leaving as you set it aside
a silent morning alarm
gradually fading after sunrise
you question what there is to look forward to
the tunnel's other side
when you find yourself waking every dawn
beneath the dark, heavy sky
earthling
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