Wake up
Reach out across the frail ceiling,
To the corner of the Morse code floor.
There is a voice in my breathing,
Fainter it grows as I open this door.
The light breaks into my eyes.
Resonating inside my head.
I listen to the cracks in her smile,
Like a song, serenading the dead.
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