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something bump in the night.
by Andrew S Adamsi felt a breeze of sadness just now, i wonder. oh,
it was just my natural state of sleepless.
a sonic existance emits; i am aware of it's origin,
nonetheless, i turn to scan the room for the culprit,
and i am left alone to my own devices,
as i assault my own senses.
06/28/2004 Posted on 06/28/2004
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