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there are things that I tell no one

There are things I tell no one..

they haunt me in my sleep

and find me in the morning

raw and alone

Most nights

my dreams are more real than my days

and I awake rest less

and fragile

having battled what I cannot face

in daylight

today my body is a shadow

and my nerves cast a long but broken line against

the earth

I am afraid of being discovered

For all that I am not

I am but a cold whisper

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