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Post by Jaysie on Jun 20, 2003 16:10:00 GMT -5
Sleepless Mid-April night His head rests on my chest His quiet affords me no peace In through the window the breath of dawn creeps His lips feel weightless on my skin His depression so deep Three days awake Sleepless
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Post by onemorething on Jun 20, 2003 20:17:54 GMT -5
this is the best rictameter. it is the very best work ever!
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Post by Restless on Jun 21, 2003 23:09:55 GMT -5
beautiful as always.......this one is my most favorite!!!!! i love "his quiet affords me no peace".........so much said just in that phrase.
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