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last night i dreamt of dying
my leaden body anchored to the unreality of
fighting for a few more minutes while my
eyes just ached for rest
i woke while i inevitably slept and
wondered how i’d managed to
survive
was it i who passed or
i who sat up in bed on yet another
silent winter morning?
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good poem thanks for sharing