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…mournfully, for unconsciousness to return. To be whisked away. Pain hides in the envelope of sleep. Flashes of memories intrude, rather than the dreams I long to escape into. Fragments, elusive, deceiving coalesce and shatter before revealing the events that brought me here.
Kristen Haveman
F. Leonora Solomon
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