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Interrupted Slumber MAG

By Anonymous

   I stare up to my ceiling,

My head in a pink cloud.

Waiting for my body to go numb.



Watching, waiting... gazing



Funny how the design on my ceiling looks like

Thousands of long-playing albums

Just scattered there.



Watching, waiting... for them to fall



Upon my weary head.

Shatter on the floor,

The bed...

My skull.

The pain!

I shudder at the thought.



"Why me?" I ask myself.



"Why not!" I reply.



"Because you are here!" a voice whispers.



My dream has begun.

Forgetting the pain,

Ignoring the cloud,

Slipping into unconsciousness.

My only recollection is of the dream...

Of her.





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