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Nov 2013
I think everything would be better with you
If I missed the bus, I could crawl into your arms
While I wait for everyone to wake up,
We could think and talk and eat
I could make you soup and tea while you put your head on my shoulder

However,
You are conspicuously gone,
And this soup tastes of longing and bitterness

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