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Mar 2011
My eyes betraying me,
Closing just as the morning makes itself known.
When the light fights the horizon to be seen first,
Driving the darkness away like a hearse
Succumbing to sleep, I curse my dreams
Wanting to catch a glimpse of the soft sunbeams
Teal Holliday
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     Alan L Boles and Teal Holliday
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