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Dec 2020
The light comes through my blinds
Shadows on the wall

We're here a little time
We're here a bit that's all

The light is comforting
My room is soft and white

I lay here through the day
I listen to the light.
Qualyxian Quest
Written by
Qualyxian Quest  55/M/Elsewhere
(55/M/Elsewhere)   
15
     Sheila Haskins and Martin Bond
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