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Crushed I wish I were dreamless An empty tunnel without light A glass of champagne without sweetness I am summer-morning clouded blue Behind gray bars of insecurity with Rippling breath and trickling fingertips Brightness gone With the intrusion of nightmares Wash of red slithering through black Sugar in the lulling drink Crushed flute in my hand
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