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January 19, 2010

Cold

I open my eyes
and hear your voice.
So loud and distinct,
amongst all other noise.

I take a breath,
try to breathe you in.
I lie awake,
unable to sleep.

You're so far away,
why did you go?
I miss you too much.
And you don't even know.

I call out your name,
and hold back tears.
It's so damn cold
now that you're not here.

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