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[bodytext] => The window out of which I look, sees the entire world but my fear keeps me locked inside. The door opens wide, letting in the cool air, too cold for my skin to bare. The stairs leading up to my room, a place where sleep is the sibling of Death. My bed, the cold place where I lie, mummified in sheets. Pull them up high, over my head and make the sun go away. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Nardo [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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