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Leaving Me

at night bits of my lite float up through the bedroom ceiling through the attic into the inky sky and fear dreams come twisting me so that I now my body is extra comfortable in that spot too close to the center and yet I'm dreaming you are leaving me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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