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Rose Jul 2011
woke up again
at three a.m.
went back to sleep at 4
never mind the lingering hope
of you bursting through the door

work at nine
and lunch at noon
one full hour to think about you
home at 5, dinner at eight
i didn't mean to set two plates

my watch ticks slowly
when you're gone
and now its stopped at half past one
the wall clocks have stopped moving too
stuck on the moment that i last saw you

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