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Oct 2016
I wake every morning & take a breath of you,
You in your summer sharpness done up in red
-A mournful breath of you as I leave my bed.
I get up. I get on.
I get awake...
I carry on with the day.
As I bare my skin and wash away the night,
Before I cast the world in my wake, I take a breath of you..
From the shirt you left, wish it was filled with you and you could kiss away the quiet nights in my lonely room..
As I'm waking up again, a hundred miles away from you.
I get up. I get on. I.. get awake.
I carry on with the day.
Moved off to college, left my love behind. Distance is to love as wind is to fire.
Helen Raymond
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Helen Raymond  21/F/Huntsville, AL
(21/F/Huntsville, AL)   
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