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Aug 2015
Alone in her empty bed,
Hand upon his absence.

Terrified at the thought of
Him alone in his;

Enjoying the space and longing
For nothing.

Blue skies are ugly in the eyes
Of sadness,

Their emptiness relateable,
Loneliness sunburn.

She turns to the void.
To the beautiful trees;Β Β 

*Are you angry at
Me too?
SG Holter
Written by
SG Holter  Fenstad, Norway.
(Fenstad, Norway.)   
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