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The blanket of sorrow lay over me. I’m comfortable here. As I lay my head on the pillow of dispare, I’m comfortable here. Wrapped in the sheets of loss. I’m comfortable here. My bed has been made. Here I will rest.
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Jul 28, 2023
Jul 28, 2023 at 7:34 PM UTC
04/1/2021
The blanket of sorrow lay over me. I’m comfortable here. As I lay my head on the pillow of dispare, I’m comfortable here. Wrapped in the sheets of loss. I’m comfortable here. My bed has been made. Here I will rest.
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oliviadoublet
Jul 28, 2023
Jul 28, 2023 at 7:34 PM UTC
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