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Sometimes

Sometimes
if I lie still for long enough
I begin to believe
that you're right here in this room.
Your scent lingers
and
I can almost smell your
cologne upon my sheets.
But then

It's gone


A mere memory, as
you were never there
But that's okay
because
you were present
If even for a
moment
in my
Mind.



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