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Erin Lewis Nov 2014
Dragging my body outta bed
Remembering the night before
Getting back at 3 am
Never wanting to stop
Kissing good bye
Remembering every sore muscle
Being rubbed out
With hands that were strong
And impossibly gentle
Remembering a new soreness
In places that are secret
Remembering that
There are no secrets left

Getting outta bed
With 6 hours of sleep
Smiling like a fool
Walking to class
Because I was remembering
A night with you.
Maybe rough, but maybe that's best

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