Sleep Walk

When will we wake up?

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I lived without a life,

It left me years ago

Taking with it all the 

Laughter I could make

And the tears I could shed.

Since then I existed 

But did not lived;

I ate without tasting the food;

I slept without the pleasure 

Of dreams- even nightmares.

Suddenly birds aren't chirping

And dogs stopped wagging their tails.

I felt gray.

Black would have been better.

I died without being dead.

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