It's in the discontented
murmur
just before sleep.
When heightened senses
lets you feel
the beat of your heart
pulsing through your veins
aware;
oxygen - bubbling, racing through blood
essentially piquing
the interest of
every nerve
every cell
every fibre
and every fagment
of your being;
always alive, always aware
But never lets you feel your soul...
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