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Frightfully frigid is my body under these sheets,
Albeit not in this dream.
Long streams of sweat gleam down my body with a glisten as I run from the unknown.
Longing and wishing to be free,
Inches from the edge of the cliff, and I breathe.
Not going to do it, I hesitate, but then I leap. Eyes wide open,
Glowing moonbeams glint through my window, and I awake to see them.
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