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The day I stopped living

The day I stopped living

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The day I stopped living
now faded
beyond memory
fragmented
horrors
stirring

The day I stopped living
the ghost came down
the attic clown
in clogs
slowly turning
mirrors cracking
my waltzing Matilda
a dutchess
in dreaming

The day I stopped living
I toppled
stirring
frowning down the
piper of Maris —

burning

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