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Jul 2014
I can smell you in my sheets
every move or motion
another wave another waft.
Gone from my bed for the day,
slowly works its way out to return to fresh sheets.
Decaying away till its gone,
only for a few hours 13? 15?
The next morning it will all be the same
K603
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K603  USA
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