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The Fonce by Ellen Donbeck

October 15th, 2009 by ewalker | No Comments

The Fonce by Ellen Donbeck

After hours, I awoke in a pool of sweat

And the realization that I’m very much not alone
I look out my window for the comfort of sunlight
Only to be mocked by the skyscrapers of the dead
Why had I nestled here I thought
So close to this restful sight, so loud in its eternity
Ticking, taunting any peace
My cover [...]



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