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Aug 2014
It's getting bad again.

Sing to me
The lost lullaby
Of forgotten dreams--

Maybe I can sleep this night away.

I was left alone in the
Quiet darkness.
Rather than peace,
I could have screamed and cried.
My feelings are too strong.


*At least I can feel.
Malaise: uneasiness; indefinable feeling of illness or discomfort.
Aeya Jean Johnson
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