You wanted to change the sheets before I returned, a kind thought but one that I'm grateful wasn't followed up on. As I lay here still in the faintly sweet smell that was our sleeping space I'm left torn in my expression. Where this place was once my sanctitude for moments like this I now find myself in conflict as the webs we weaved have knitted
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There'll be more hard nights, but I look forward to them getting easier.
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