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I sit here, 
Without clothes, 
Without heart, 
Without voice. 

I sit here waiting for a life
A life that’ll never come. 
I sit waiting for rest
That will never bless me with it’s presence. 

I sit here, 
Back arched in contemplation, 
As I listen to the unlabored breathing
Of an animal unknowingly trapped in a cage. 

She sneezes, 
And the world,
Much like my heart, 
Stops. 

A blessing, 
That’s what she is. 
A blessing trapped in a metal frame. 
A blessing that will be gone in time. 

I sit here, 
Writing a paperless book, 
Hoping I’ll be tired enough to rest. 

My constantly filling mind
Commands me to create. 

I read heartfelt words, 
Words that meant everything a long time ago. 
Words, that have now lost their power, 
Just like she lost herself. 
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