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A delicate touch, combined with a feather.Not meant to wake you, merely to add a smile while you dream.
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For those who don't remember, great song by Loggins and Messina.
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It is all I need. The momentary fix.A time alone, just so I can drop all of the shields.Only for a bit, and I will feel better.A time alone, and then ..
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Still there?I won't pretend. I hear you.Followed me for awhile, always watching.Walks through the forest, stroll along the beach.Each meant to be a mo..
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I may have not put it quite proper. Not hiding, simply shifting.Simplest moment, and the light can be so bright.Times of pleasure, or sadness, reflect..
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The image stays for a moment, and vanishes.The sight I see burns into my memory.Forgotten. His life before him, and seemingly his family's obligations..
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Somehow I crossed a line.Innocent words, cultural interpretations.I seem to have lost a friend.Makes me quiet.Wondering which words will make me lose ..
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This was an image from the zoo when I was a child.I have not returned in years, so maybe it has changed.When you walk in, the stench is overpowering.A..
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I say it to myself, knowing it is not true.A hour here, maybe fifteen minutes there.Long enough for random dreams.Another dark morning, waiting for th..
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Time of the day is here again.Time when I try to become a shadow.Make no sound, and fade into the background.The mind is tired, and ill prepared.Recog..
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