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Jun 2014
It’s like, when
She’s gone,
My world
Suddenly
turns dark,
empty.

There
Abruptly
Isn’t a
Reason to
Stay up
Any longer.

Now there’s
No reason to
Make my bed
Without her
To keep
Me warm-

No reason
To prepare
For sleep
For I am
Already
Sleeping-

For without
Her
There is
No reason
To stay
Awake.
Eric Courtney Haines
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