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Oct 2013
Laying under my pink quilt on the roof outside my room during the fall gives me pleasure.
    Going out into the wild green yonder (the creek and woods behind my house) and seeing what tiny beautiful things I can notice gives me pleasure.
    Laying in bed in the morning with the window open and listening to people get ready for the day gives me pleasure.
    Curling up in my lover's lap while he reads or watches tv gives me pleasure.
    Fitting myself perfectly into my love's crooks in that lovely half-asleep state gives me pleasure.
Written by
Hannah Larson
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