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Feb 2017
There's a spot next to you,
and I desperately want to be there.
I'm so tired, I've not been sleeping well.
The fridge hums gently, and the flats around us slowly awaken from drunken stupor - but you? You stay.

As always, I watch to keep away the demons. Even if just for a day, you deserve this rest more than I.
A bunch of us were crashed out on the kitchen floor and eventually everyone left until it was just three of us, including my crush. They took up all the duvet, so I stayed to guard.
Bleurose
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