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We slept by the ottoman
Autumn rushing to our ears
(A symphony of leaves kissing leaves kissing leaves)
This time last year, you were a ghost,
Trapped in your room and spanning the length of your bed to your door
Like it was the atlantic
What a difference a year makes!
Steadier footing and a new place
To lay your head down
