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May 2022
Now
We are back to sleeping alone
centre of the bed
in places we used to call home

It feels empty
in a way it never did
before you shifted the mattress
before you stole the covers

It feels quiet
without the city on the outside
without you talking in your sleep

It all feels different
and so do I
Written by
Bansi Adroja  31/F/Oxford
(31/F/Oxford)   
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