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Peace
Sleep.
No dreams.
Peaceful night,
without terrors
to twist the bedsheets.
Monsters beneath the bed
consigned to oblivion.
A new-found tranquility reigns
in the stillness of blissful slumber.
Tuesday 17th December 2024 12:39 pm
End of Shift (A Christmas Tragedy)
Tears
Trickled
Down her cheeks
At the sight of
The empty stocking,
The house, unvisited.
While, next door, Father Christmas
Looked at his watch, zipped up his bag
And roared home for breakfast in his Jag.
Friday 29th November 2024 8:48 am
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