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Friday, October 10, 2014


Bright sunlight 
you make me sleepy--
seeming like a glow at the end
I die but in my rest

White, bright you glow
and the
Selfless skies are
filled with the idea of
us

Lead filled eyelids 
droop like thick drops 
As if coming from you
only not

This wavering drowse
Like drunk off love
Or high off laughter
drifting daydreams
where nothing matters

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