Come, sleep.

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Fierce rain beat against the window pane, clawing at it like razor sharp nails and the sound scratched at her brain. Just a few more moments, she pacified herself. Her carer placed her chocolate milkshake by her side, smiled and nodded at her ‘It will be over soon’. She drank it without taking a breath. The gnawing voices in her mind ebbed away as permanent sleep beckoned her kindly. ‘Thank you’ she addressed her carer who placed the empty sleeping pills bottle back in the drawer. The carer sat beside her waiting to hear her breathing halt and when she was as still as a coffin, she pulled her gold chain roughly from her sagging neck, took off the gold bangles from her wrinkled spotted arms and walked out of the room.

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