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She missed him in between meals and during sentences she read in her books. She missed that smile of his when the radio played; His laugh when she smelled the outdoors. But when she laid her head against her bed pillow, She no longer missed him Because she knew he would be there tomorrow.
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Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
Missing him
She missed him in between meals and during sentences she read in her books. She missed that smile of his when the radio played; His laugh when she smelled the outdoors. But when she laid her head against her bed pillow, She no longer missed him Because she knew he would be there tomorrow.
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Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
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