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Jan 2014
Playing hide-and-seek between the sheets,
you'd always find me.

Now I rummage through the linens,
searching the confines of the single bed.

Sometimes it's best just to roll over, fall asleep,
and not wake up until your return.

Goodnight, and sleep tight.
Arvel Azcoe
Written by
Arvel Azcoe  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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