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Jan 2019
It doesn't feel like she's gone.

I am struggling to come to terms with it, and you are coping with sleep.

You're smiling. I bet you're dreaming about a world where she's still here.

I hope you stay asleep, and in that world, for a long time.

It's far lonelier in this one.
Written by
Anthony Armetta
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   Rick and Curtis Owens
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