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This Bed

This bed —
My battlefield

All my wars are fought
Lost and won
Here

On these sheets —
Stained and worn —
In the warmth of this room
In the unrest of my heart

All strategies are formed
Wills erected
And shattered —
Here

In this bed
I die wasted

In this bed
I arise awake

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