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The clock ticking,
seconds snickering
telling her time was slipping away.
Decisions,
a dearth of opinions,
trying to keep the nightmares at bay.
Torment?
Denials evident?
She awoke in awakened revelation.
Her troubling dreams
weren’t what they seemed,
they were a message from her heart.
It was a message she didn’t want to hear,
but maybe it was time.
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