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..Not a sentence sprints through my head But one thought sticks- though you're not aware   I dream of returning..with you laying there..
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 1:40 AM UTC
As I Leave My Bed
..Not a sentence sprints through my head But one thought sticks- though you're not aware   I dream of returning..with you laying there..
aron-dero
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 1:40 AM UTC
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