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I roll to the other side of the bed. "So..."
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Look out your window and know that the universe conspired to craft the sunrise for your morning tea, the mug clasped in hand, the light bouncing from the balcony railing. The empty seat next to you will always be filled
and I will never properly thank y
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It was always your body that told so much --
lips working some secret out
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