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Dreams of the day I die
I always imagine the immediate fear
of my heart stopping
and my lungs flailing
but I also imagine the softness
of the light, so blinding
yet so welcoming
and most of all
I hope, I pray, I quietly beg
to see your...
of my heart stopping
and my lungs flailing
but I also imagine the softness
of the light, so blinding
yet so welcoming
and most of all
I hope, I pray, I quietly beg
to see your...
