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Nov 2012
Beds are made for sleeping they say
Pardon me for I beg to differ,
For there I sometimes work and play
They are made not just so people can rest
They are also made so they can dream and pray

A stack of pillows to lie on your back
So you can watch TV and play with your ‘book
One would do it to get your groove and sanity back
Unwinding and getting enjoyment

My bedroom looks like a place of heaven for me
You can smell the sparkle of my air
The temperature is like at autumn and after summer air
Other than that it would probably taste like fresh sea water air

It is the best place in the house
Probably as comfortable as lying in the clouds
Written by
Mary Rose  USA
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