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Alone
You left today
In empty rooms I’m here
The wardrobe filled with clothes you left
A smell of perfume still
I walk around
Alone
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A little mirror iambic cinquain July 2, 2012
Björn Rudbergs writings
Poetry and fiction by a physicist from the dark side
Björn Rudbergs writings 
my senses peaked when reading this one, nicely done
Thank you John 🙂
I do so remember that, my good man!