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Sep 2019
I try to creep from the bed
but instead you grab my head
and pull me back to you.
Back so you may pet my hair.
Deep asleep you still care
and melt I promptly do
Stumblebum Fumbletongue
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Stumblebum Fumbletongue  F
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   Logan Robertson
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