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were overrun.
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Lucille would tell this story differently.
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She would say I fell asleep, but I did not.
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I simply let the darkness in the sky become coextensive with the darkness
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in my skull and bowels and bones.
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Everything that falls upon the eye is apparition,
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a sheet dropped over the world's true workings.
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The nerves and the brain are tricked, and one is left with dreams that
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these specters loose their hands from ours and walk away,
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the curve of the back and the swing of the coat so familiar as to imply
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that they should be permanent fixtures of the world,
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when in fact nothing is more perishable.