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Day 104

When I first left
I'd stay up late
Talking to you
And I woke up tired
No matter how
Much I slept
I shed a few layers
and lost a few pounds
And became
a version of
Myself that
Tolerated
More than
Lived

It's been
104 days
Since I left
And yes
I'm counting
And will
Even when we
Are living
Together
In our dream apartment
And have been
For some time
So I can remember
How long we
Survived
Written by Kohai
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