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Nov 2012
I may not know
the amount of days
or weeks or months
or years
but I'm sure someday someone will
hold me
close at night
and breathe
"See you in the morning,"
into my ear.
And that thought
helps me sleep
until then.
Megan Grace
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Megan Grace
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