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Poetic Letter and a response back

What's inside me?
My ear is warm with something's hot breath.
Something wants to spend time with me. Something needs to spend time with me.
Letter to thing
Dear thing
Please don't shake my neck. Please don't move me at all.
Don't breathe in my ear.
Why do you think my ears are yours? Please let me be free. I'm not a doll on strings. This is no place for you to be. I don't want you to be here in my ears. I don't want you to be here at all. Should I run away from my own ears? There is only room for one of us here. If you don't leave my ears I'll have to just leave them myself.

Your only supposed to be here yourself if your going to bed. If your really tired you won't notice me. Your not supposed to be here either. So get up. And do not enter here until your ready to close your eyes and sleep. I will not leave. But you probably should if you don't want to be near me.
Written by The-Eye4
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