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.. pillowcase

rolled over early morning,  
in the space where you laid..
there’s a scent on the pillowcase,  
yours..  
half a blue moon today,
 
“i curse you pillowcase  
and the scent that you play”,
you’ve escaped the wash again,
tomorrow..  
i’m throwing you away.
 
well.. if not tomorrow,
for certain the next day..
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