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May 2013
At night
while you lie next to me sleeping,
your chest slowly rising
and falling in perfect rhythm
to the songs dancing inside my head,
I alternate between pinches on my arm
to remind me that you’re real
and tying strings on your fingers
so you don’t forget me
when you
wake.
Bailey
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Bailey  TN
(TN)   
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