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Feb 2013
In the dead of night
These words take flight

I open my mind
Pondering on what I shall find

I can not sleep
Because my mind creeps

These are ideas in my head
That I must shed

I lie awake
Hoping not to sound fake

When in the dead of night
These words take flight
Joanie  Poston
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Joanie Poston
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