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4 a.m. Blues

by qyf

I woke up at 4 a.m. freezing. I thought I left the windows opened, but it wasn't. Crawled back to bed, knees drawn to chest. Grabbed my blanket while thinking to myself, "God, I miss him." @qyflorentino

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Oct 13, 2017

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