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in sleep
The rain snaps
on the window pane
like sticks.
Sleeping
a young man’s sleep -
he’s gone
head back
neck curved
a swan.
Breathe even
breathe deep
dream on
dream sweet.
I don’t sleep
lie thinking
I’ll not pass
this way
again as
dawn breaks
with rain.
Next night
alone
I fe...
Thursday 15th December 2011 10:41 am
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