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Jan 2011
its 6 am and last night I saw your face in my sleep
I ran to you, like a murderous child
holding on to his mother after days of being lost
I smiled and opened my hands
and showed you all the things you have missed
since you have been gone
you smiled
and my heart felt heavy
I didnt know how I stood
or how I awoke
midnight prague
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midnight prague
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