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Feb 2023
Where no living thing breathes
But the ones who can not sleep
Where the ones whose minds run
Stay awake and think
Where the heartache becomes real
And why the loneliness sets in

That's where I am
That's why I choose to sleep
Writing of the Unknown
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   irinia, Ledge and Weeping willow
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