oh! I crawl between
softness of my bed
as rain pours on roof
lightning shy to show
thunder popping slow
darkness painted window
watching my breath go
music is playing; nice
my ears muted everyone
I journey deep; beyond
I came out of my flesh
walk to garden of heads
deprive of talking lips
wasting away, neglected
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