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Jan 2021
The comfort of a lonely bed.
A bed that wraps the body in soft warm sheets.
Hugging sorrows away,
pillows kissing heavy lids.
So the body crawls back to bed
way too many times
in need for its company,
missing every sunrise.
Carolina
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Carolina  25/F/Argentina
(25/F/Argentina)   
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