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Web of Sleep
by Amanda ConlogueSleep is delicate
Thin and fine, spiders webbing
Invisible until walked through
Destroying the intricate weave
Silken threads cling to your face
Tickling and damp, you wipe at it
Several times with leaden fingers
Feeling nothing but sticky discomfort
It is a while before you can
Close your eyes and breathe again
04/13/1999 Posted on 03/20/2003
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