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untitled She is dreaming, again Drifting in and out of consciousness in a chair like a lover's arms The sun is released Into the house, carrying with it Spring breezes, and the lilacs, and peace The pale light relaxes, Shifts, bends, I sigh, and remember the bliss of finding my heart, once again... |
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