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I sleep...
In a garden
full of my thoughts.
In a mirror I look to myself.
And run to hide in a corner
and there I find a lonely spider
He knows no pain,
He knows no sorrow.
His life is designed to be short,
So I do not end it for him.
I watch him crawl up the wall...
Until my eyes are diverted my a doll.
Her hair is cut...
her face twisted in my mind.
She comes towards me with a knife.
And then I wake up.