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Nov 2012
I feel alive
like light coming to the sky
dewdrops on leaflets
a breeze on a walk in the night
a voice in the wind
whispering nature's secrets
it's never too cold
for a midnight walk.

senses coming alive
like waking from slumber
nerve endings tingling
I must have dreamt I was awake
in the lucid moments of my wake
I begin to shiver
and embrace the night.
Mia
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Mia  F/Paris
(F/Paris)   
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