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Sep 2014
I still find myself
feeling your skin
in the spaces between
bed-sheet creases

and if
missing you is like
swerving into
oncoming traffic,
then tonight
Iā€™m sleeping
in the road.
Dean Eastmond
Written by
Dean Eastmond  Weymouth
(Weymouth)   
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