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Click hereNight grows and goes
So heavy sometimes
With all these things
I can’t discard
As a child
I would awake
Cold chilled afraid
Of all the shapes
Shaped in the dark light
Now I know their names
But they hold me
Just as still
Just the same
Worst of all
The fleeting touch of you
That once kept me warm
No shortage of needs
Short sheeted
Shrivel shrieved
Sometimes
Some words
Tossed like a salad
Flavored with limes
Of all I get
I cannot keep
With so many miles
Before I sleep