I woke up at 4 am this morning, no reason
for it but a faint pain,
not unlike tennyson's vision. Except,
I did not see an angel floating heavenly above me
eyes fixed upon me enraptured,
adoring. I saw an empty room,
with barren walls, and a bed
with no sheet.
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