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Apr 2017
we sat up in your bed later that night
sharing a cigarette
after we had just got done *******

we left the window open
and the sound of the outside world
poured in
but it was just us there
holding each other as the rose i had picked for you
watched us silently from your bedside table

it remembered that night
c woodruff
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