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Feb 2014
For a split second
Just as my sleeping mind
Noticed my waking one approach
And tried to hide
Lest they meet
And all the guilt
Of years of enstrangment
Will burst forth
I still thought
You were sitting there
Besides me.
My subconcious seems to be acting up lately.


For H.B.
Written by
Vitis Lio
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