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We are climbing into each other’s sleeping bags, pretending we are just freezing, when the truth is
I sleep so much better by your side.
The rain dances across the top of our tent
and we are out here in the wild.
It feels more like home
than when we will pack up to leave tomorrow.
I almost don’t want to sleep
just because
I know I will miss this.

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