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Aug 2015
And the little cushion was soft and plush
It was now sleepy time.
Time for bodies to be silent still

"Cover up,

"Feathers heavy,

Say the rhyme of silent night.

"Sleep in stillness,
"Eyes closed tight,
"Let a breath not escape,
"From the feathers this night,
"Head is rested,
"Body is now hushful,

Now the deed is done and silence granted
To yet another deserving one.

"Cover up,

"Feather light,

The Cushion called a silent night

"Death is but stillness,
"Eyes wide open curtains closed in soulless time,
"Breath now kept in tight,
"Feathers flew less this night,
"Frozen features extinguished light,
"Bodies cold free of life,

Little cushions silent night,
For life rested on your purest white,
Now all is silent even breath
Whispers no more this night.
Poetic T
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