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Blissful ignorance


7/1/2020


I open my eyes in the morning, hoping to feel better

Instead I feel dread and loneliness waking back up in my heart

If there was no sunrise I know that I would die

The sun lights up my veins and kisses my skin

But if there was no end to my sleep I would rest in blissful ignorance of the fate that is to always come

Every time


◄ Woman

Alone ►

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