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grasping
can't escape the way
my nightmares keep embracing me
the sheerest fear of drifting off
cigarettes and morning meetings

earlier than later
wish I had a way to flutter
when I want to fly
the angels in my basket
went traumatically

a hazy taste of looming
in confusing cannon fodder
for forever and a never that
I never want to bother

showing nothing much of something
pulling out my earplugs
in unconscious
ate all of my breadcrumbs
now I'm deep inside the dark

lest intended
never meant it
polymorphing introspection

barely lit and burning brightly
left my keys inside the car

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