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Jul 2019
Both legs under the covers
Nope, it's too hot.

Neither leg under the covers
Nope, it's too cold

One leg out of the covers and hanging over the side of the bed
Perfect
But the demon
In the shadows hiding,
Will get you
And pull you under
And eat you
Written by
Zoe Grace  16/F/NSW, Australia
(16/F/NSW, Australia)   
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