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Monday, November 8, 2010

A dark and empty house.

There can be no peaceful slumber in that dark and empty house.
Each time I fall to sleep, my awakening would be like a bad dream.
Only the steady ticking of my pulse suggests that I should be fine.
I should resign, give up, surrender to it.
Shall I?

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