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Still on the Couch

He started sleeping
On the couch
Years ago,
The main room
Where the couch is
Is where London
Wanted to be,
And he wanted
To be with her,
Even though
London is gone,
He’s not ready
To go back
To his bed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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