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no more left to woe

looking into sleep glass
reflection goes unheeded
dissipating glimpsing dread
forever not returning
forever not remembering
tired and burdened
laying down accepting
fates final blow
deaths touch reaches
no more left to woe
Written by eelunphetmoore
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