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Hiding

Hiding under the bed Hiding hiding hiding I wait for even breaths If they're not sleeping, How can I get them? I crawl out from underneath It's dark, perfect Even breaths, even steps I reach out, too quickly They wake up I am gone and pulled under the bed, Hiding Waiting Hiding

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Date: 6/8/2016 1:43:00 AM
Nicole, this poem was awesome...SKAT
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Date: 6/1/2016 3:04:00 PM
Your poetry is so appreciated as I remember sleepless nights as a child similar to this. Tell me more. What was the? Was it imagination or truly something feared? You have me wondering
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