darkred silk pyama... and soft, warm "pantoffels" on my feet... you know those comfy things! Can't seem to come up with that word...
It's bedtime for me!!
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Souls...
they float like the memories I've opened,
Go...
and kiss all the butterflies I've broken,
Sow...
their wings to the coat of my misfortune,
Grow...
to reach the plains only I have spoken...
The Path ~by~ ManMade God
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