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He's out of bed and out of sight. I lay with my back turned to the night. The sheets still warm, I hold the loss. It isn't sleep if his feet don't toss.

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Published: Apr 17, 2014
LinesWords: 833

Notes: When your sleep partner has restless legs, it becomes a lullaby almost.
Tags: #sleep #bed #restlesslegs

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