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Lying down. Side by side.
Seemingly worlds apart.
While screens blare loudly, words seem to escape us.
Brewing anger slowly fades to a painful awkwardness.
“I’m sorry”, my mind whispers.
But my back, squared firmly against his, betray my reconciliation.
I let Pride lull me to sleep.
Misery cover me.
Tears take the light out.
Tomorrow.
Let it be done then.
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