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Feb 2019
It’s 3am
And I’m eating cereal in bed.
My thoughts wander
But always come back to you.
You’re why I can’t sleep.
You’re why sometimes I can’t breathe.
You’re why my cereal went soggy.
aubrey flickinger
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aubrey flickinger  18/Kansas
(18/Kansas)   
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     Henry Akeru, Faith and Suzy Berlinsky
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