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Dec 2016
the unfamiliar haze of your absence
rested at the foot of my bed
it was pulling at me to get up
to brush your memory out of my head
it wrapped around my ankles
telling me to get up and move on
telling me you wouldn't come back
but you clogged up my mind
and wrecked my train of thought
so i stayed in my bed
and waiting for your return
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