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2004-02-19 - 4:23 a.m. Three Dee Drowsing, shifting uncomfortably this morning with my head smashed up against the wall, I thought it was you pushing for more room and all I could think of was how annoying it was to fight for the warmth and avoid the edge of the bed. On waking more fully, the feelings faded in the warmth of the memory that even while asleep you always burrowed closer.
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