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Jan 2014
They were crawling on me
I couldn't breathe
their claws clung to my covers
i was stiff
unable to move,
i forced a single breath into my lungs, and snapped to,
and they were gone,
but what were they?
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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