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May 2015
I woke up in the night and your face soothed me,
Eyes flitting in deep sleep,

I woke up and your precious arms held onto me,
Carrying me like expensive silk.

I woke up one twilight, and you were so vacant,
I didn't recognise you at all,
Your mind was at ease, your mouth the soft breeze,
You'd found happiness in your dreams

I rolled over one night, to grasp you tight,
Then I remembered that you had let go,
No pretty face, no touching my lace,
No tangle of cold feets, all
I could reach were your mean
Empty sheets.
Lydia Victoria Kate
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Lydia Victoria Kate  20/F/Cornwall
(20/F/Cornwall)   
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