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Apr 2013
There was a time,
In life, lit
In the yuletide glow,
In the winterโ€™s cold,
Our love held weight,
Like the snow on our shoulders
As we walked home on crooked legs,
As went to bed having never thought
Weโ€™d end up like this.
Sleeping apart,
Heads far from heart,
Listening to the rhythm of it beat as
We try to fall asleep, alone for the first time
In a long time.
In such a long time.
J M Surgent
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J M Surgent  New England
(New England)   
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