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Jul 2016
The place next to her is empty and cold
Without the warmth of his refuge
Sleepless nights seeks his embrace
His chest her heaven and hideout
Twisting, and turning sleeplessness.
Tehreem
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Tehreem
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   Ovi-Odiete and Dana Colgan
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