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the hardships of waking up

  • Moe Godat
  • Dec 28, 2017
  • 1 min read

From the black and into the

gray

old morning words allude me.

So I shift from one side of the bed

to the other

as the darkness fades away

and it wants to show me what is

missing

For when the light seeps in, I'm forced to

live

another day; my eyes open to see that

your side is

empty.

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