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lauantai 15. helmikuuta 2014

Fever



Every day, the same circle of fever, 
which wraps me it agonizing skin, burning 
clamp times. I am no longer 
this time fully present. 
I had a dream dissociated from the house, the house 
I myself, in my dream, someone burned the attic. 
I can close my eyes for a moment, 
I will continue this chaotic rush my sleep.

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