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Cave collections Vol. I – Never-ending nights

KhoiSan cave shelter –
The one where
The rocky lip curls over
Like a 12 foot wave
And here I now sit
Like a vulnerable surfer
Pretending to be brave
Floating in its pit
Alone
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anxiety
spending nights that never end
fire, my friend
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sleepy night sky
pulling out thick grey blanket
puts moon to bed
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fire burns bright
drifting to sleep
fire dies out
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awake again
recalling dream fragments
sleeping in sound bites
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~ By M@Z (2010) ~
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