T o T h a t S l e e p y P e r s o n
That morning you were back again
Before you could pretend
To leave the house
I listen to the birds sing outside
And wonder, if the world is wide
Why wasn't there space for me
And you together
You stay home for the morning
Sleeping
Looking out the window
That sleepy person on the other side of the glass
The Missus
Misses me
The war is over
But I am not free
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