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Jun 2019
First, I shall slip into sleep,
dark and deep.
Then, morning will rouse me
to life, with it's breezy,
cool breath,
the gossamer, peaceful sun-light
and your golden, eternal beauty.
Michael Briefs
Written by
Michael Briefs  55/M/Littleton, CO
(55/M/Littleton, CO)   
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