Nadir
It was a strange
waking -
perhaps the wraith of a memory of a dream
lay with me,
offering some
hazed contentment
yet
a waking
knowing
the pillow
beside me
is
empty
It was a strange
waking -
perhaps the wraith of a memory of a dream
lay with me,
offering some
hazed contentment
yet
a waking
knowing
the pillow
beside me
is
empty
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