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Jan 1
ssssh, listen to the wind whispering through the trees
savor the sound of rustling, chiming leaves
let the stillness imbue you
surrender to the solitude, the quiet, the serenity

lay your head upon myΒ lap
i’ll comb my fingers through your hair
feel the warmth of the evening sun
succumb to my love and kisses
#120-2019.03.08
jcl
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