January Roses

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I couldn’t sleep,
I laid awake under the stars.
The uncertainty of your departure,
Of your destination,
Of your destiny,
Made me feel uneasy.
I know in my heart where you are,
Where you lie,
But your absence,
It hurts.
It stings.
It burns my soul into ashes.

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