01. where

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i laid my head on the pillow,
     with water pooling at the corners;
     staying still on a postion,
     as i hold back a sob under the covers.


my eyes drifted into thoughts ―
     about us and all again;
     closing my eyes and heaving a sigh,
     asking, "where did i go wrong?"

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