It's now that time the last leaf died. Arms are tree limbs that slowly let go. Veins are slowing rivers and I don't feel anymore. I must say it feels good to not feel anymore. Have I fallen in love with sleep? Or is this what it's like to be alive and sit alone? I'm unknown and married to a reflection. I'm humans acquaintance. So condoned, I'm unknown.
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