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Apr 2017
I look up and my mind creeps along the stars.

A Gentle breeze drifts pass and I'm at peace.

your voice still whispering though my head, singing me fast to sleep.

The nights blanket slowly walks up my body, tucks me in, and I'm sound asleep.

Motion less but a smile, thinking of you never made sleep so precious.
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
(25/M/Kalamazoo)   
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