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Aug 2013
Sunlight poured through the window, and laid across his chest.
I liked to watch as it came and went.
I wish he knew how beautiful he was this way.
So peaceful.
So captivating.
So harmless.
Perfect.
Natasha Mendicino
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Natasha Mendicino  Toronto
(Toronto)   
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