8:33 a.m.
23/8/2023, Wednesday
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Warmth
Last night I dreamt
Of you and your warmth
That engulfed me.
A utopia so blissful
I clung to the last
Wisps of that heaven
And in my waking moments
Chased after that warmth
That felt so real, tangible.
And as I opened my eyes
I found that I
was reaching out towards
my window –
I reached out
To the sunlight.
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