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By Ravenheart Date: 2012 Jul 30 Comment on this Work [[2012.07.30.13.11.20542]] |
| I wake at 3 am, turning from the blinding glare of the alarm clock. Barefoot, I pad softly down to the kitchen in my nightgown. A chilly night-just starting to rain. Stepping off the porch, into the cool grass flecked with dew, I raise my arms, tilting my face up to the misting rain. Eyes closed and motionless, I stand until I am soaked and numb. Just as numb now, on the outside as I am on the inside. |