I'm writing a story
to tell myself
one day when I
tear the heat
from the wires
a dream a final
melody
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//I live in
The little spaces/
Resting between your eyes//
//Sleeping in the tiny corner/
Twinkling of/
A dream//
//Lost in clouds/
Of cinnamon toast crunch milk/
The taste I can feel//
//Stinging/
Against my skin/
Makes it all seem real//
//As though I'm here/
For longer/
Than a year and a day//