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Sep 2019
last night in bed. Put them
on the end table beside my bed. Why

did I do this, I said - when I woke up groggy
the next morning, hung-over and

exhausted. But I couldn’t remember
a thing, except that I was angry at you again.
sandra wyllie
Written by
sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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