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Aug 2015
4am
Its deep into
the sleepless night.
Your fragrance
is faint on my pillow.
It drifts into the room,
through the cracks
that you left in my life.
And touches
everything that
I once loved.
There is no
music or laughter
or poetry
or sprintime day
than can ever heal me.
So take them all away
for without you
nothing good
can ever
come from them.
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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