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Dreamy Rain

June 8, 2006

I wake every few hours.
It’s still cold, but I get hot.

My brain echos images of sleep.
I wake and stumble about.

My body is unresponsive.
I grope through the dark.

The pain of yearning subsides.
I sleep again.

I dreamt of you last night

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