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Apr 2020
I miss the pitter patter
the wake ups
the chit chat
moments of waiting for coffee.
I miss the dread of knowing
this was it
but I was still
I was still in it.
The game I would
make of it
in my head.

The current state of things
just feels
all too familiar.
Thank god for the
music though.
The music brings me
back to
excitement
memories
and life.
Bye E
Written by
Lily Thebault  F
(F)   
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