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Manic Sleep
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Always running into the distance
Never looking into the darkness
Dreaming awake; sleep deprived
Like an oxygen starved lung
Fending for its last fix
Darkness approaching
Eclipses shattering every moment
Into infinite shards of brilliantly
Luminescent quartz crystal
Holding a secret; a secret which is life.
"Crush in Slumber"
by Jeph Johnson
I crush in slumber,
the frail couch under,
my journey ends when I wake.
I stare through my eyelids,
emotions are hidden,
awakened only by mistake.