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Thursday, June 12, 2008
8:20 AM
Leaving
Nothing of it felt in the night,
All seemed normal and right.
Not at all any trouble or pain,
Even sleep in itself a full moon.
In the morning before dawn,
Darkness and cold all around.
Lids of eyes a fulsome ton,
Fighting to open and stay on.
At the airport in early morn,
Something begin to set anon.
It didn't quite feel the same,
Yet stirred up within the sane.
Journeyed home inside a book,
Breakfast was full with the look.
At home again to an empty cave,
Nothing inside and inside a grave.
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