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May 2014
I woke up tangled
  in my headphones.
I woke up slightly strangled,
remembering the patient tones
you used to explain to me
why I was still in love with you.
I woke up, no longer free,
not quite sure how to undo
what I said when I was sad,
and tired.
Still working on this one
Jane Doe
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