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Jun 2017
It was storming last night.
The wind was howling, and the flag
Outside my house was whipping at the window.
I was plagued by a nightmare I'd had before.
I ****** awake to the sound of thunder as the scariest part
Of my nightmare relayed.  
I grabbed my phone and called you.
Of course, you answered immediately, and the sound of your voice
Flooded me with relief.
I'd started crying, obviously denying it,
and you sang to me.
Gosh, you're so tone deaf but it makes
Me feel so much better.
You talked to me, and made sure I was okay.
You put on a movie for me.
I fell asleep an hour and a half later, thankful that I didn't
Have to deal with this nightmare alone again.
Even though it was still storming outside,
I felt calm and comfortable as soon as you were with me.
It was as though I were in the eye of the storm.
I was calm.
Life was beautiful.
The Spider
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