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Aug 2013
Drifting apart like bed sheets when I wake, making a cup of coffee trying not to take
A look in my direction
last night clothes lie in a heap, you leave through the front door
I fall back to sleep
AR
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AR  United Kingdom
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   Leelan Farhan
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