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Sleep


When she lays in her coffin,
under the stars, a response
has been prepared already:
“Just cuts? Cooking.”

More silence.
Curtains close. 

Sleep comes easy,
replete with ghosts and demons. 
Little did she know while asking
for dreams that,
nightmares were dreams too. 

Another life,
another passage. 
Same message. 

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