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I’ve been having nightmares,

the kind that shake you awake soaked in sweat.

The kind that make you forget where you are, but not what you are running from.

Glimpses of old ghosts making pacts with new ones.

Haunting my dreams, sharing my secrets.

Walking with their arms around one another.

Falling in love and multiplying in the darkest corners of my mind.

© Elizabeth McLaughlin


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