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Jun 2016
Last night’s nightmares carved me open
and bled me of all belief-
Like they had a map guide to every vein
and knew where your love was stored
I woke this morning so very empty
and tired.
R M
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R M  F/a quiet corner, US
(F/a quiet corner, US)   
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