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Sep 2014
It rained
the first time
I spent the night in your unmade bed

It rained
the last time
I watched you turn off the lights

It's raining
and I wish it was one of those times
when you would kiss the top of my head
and wrap your arms around me
when you think that I'm asleep
elizabeth
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     Justice A, ---, r and David Hall
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