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to see without light

when I wake up too early
as I do so often lately
and lie looking at the ceiling
I think of you for no reason
as when I fall asleep not at
some set time but when I am
too tired to stay awake you
always come to mind and I
have come to accept this
though at times I still wonder
what I could have done or
said but I can think of
nothing still too often after
too much to drink or simply
over a cup of coffee there
you are again a thought with
no content just a presence
some remembered feeling
of rightness that had
to have been my mistake
that should vanish as you
have but will not here at
bedtime and there in the
glowing morning dark with
nothing in between

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