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May 2020
I will leave the light on.

I remember you liked it left on
when we were kids
and it got too dark for sleep to come.

But now
waiting up all night
for you to come home
has become too exhausting.

So find comfort in that light
like you once did.
For sleep must come to me
before I lose myself.

Or continue on
your reckless path
into that
dark
night.
Lauren Connolly
Written by
Lauren Connolly  26/F/Michigan
(26/F/Michigan)   
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