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Oct 2010
fibers touch, but noone's there
another dream, another stare
the ceiling moves as tv screens
and eardrums ring with tamborines

silently i lie and wait
sleep, come take me to my mate
but only shadows on the walls
and eerie echoes through the halls

darkness now envelopes me
at last! the face i long to see!
and i am taken off to her
but sandman you unwelcome curr

fibers touch, but noone's there
another dream, another stare
the ceiling moves as tv screens
and eardrums ring with tamborines
Joe Hill
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Joe Hill  30/M/St. Paul, MN
(30/M/St. Paul, MN)   
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