I lay in bed,
My heart at fear;
The noises feel
So distant here-
Except this one
That haunts me now:
The wind that runs
In gusts and howls
It's all I hear
Along with fell trees
And branches, leaves
In unity.
The only thing
That keeps me sane;
The ticking of my pocket watch,
But it and I die in vain.
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