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Jun 2019
empty, still
the quiet absence
of a house that
was bustling yesterday
and will be tomorrow.
tears cold against
midnight air.
not anguish,
just
feeling
profound. thoughts
deeper than daytime
can hold. feelings. deeper
love. deeper
grief. stronger
gratitude. profound
midnight thoughts fill
a void bigger than daytime
can fill.
not empty,
the quiet absence
just
too real
or maybe just
real
enough.
Emily
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Emily
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   --- and Fawn
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