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Oct 2017
Let me stay in a peaceful dwam
on my feather bed.
Soothed by the song of a thousand tears.
Half buried in embodied pillows
scented by pink lavenders, by
the warm flames licking and
dancing in the fireplace,
With a silver notebook
and a golden pen resting
by my side, my soft
wavy ringlets fall
around like
petals.
Lyn-Purcell
Written by
Lyn-Purcell  28/F/United Kingdom
(28/F/United Kingdom)   
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