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Nov 2016
In these dark mornings
I pray to feel your touch
Lure me back into bed
Warm hand on my back
Fingers in my hair
Lips on my arm
Praying harder than the day I die
That you were here to keep me from getting up
Robyn
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Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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