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Sep 2015
As I lay in my bed
in this dark room
the silence is strident
and so is my mind.
My thoughts immediately go to
you
every moment of the day
until
my eyes grow heavy
and my body is at peace
but still
you're there
in the back of my mind.
Emily Garcia
Written by
Emily Garcia  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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