No Longer
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mipoet Insomniac
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No longer bleeding. No longer seething.
By mipoet

No Longer

by mipoet

No longer bleeding.

No longer seething.

Finally breathing.

Now I can fall asleep.

The dream is gone.

The haunting dream,

which came to me each eve.

It vexed me,

this premonition of doom.

Now my dreams change,

from night to night,

and in a few,

the future is bright.

Some are still sad,

but I am glad,

to be alive.

I'll keep moving ahead,

as best I can.

Trying to be,

a better man.

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