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Feb 2014
Cozy sheets,
my legs rubbing in the warmth,
hiding-and-seeking
the cold.

Seeded eyes,
locked in last night's dreams
unevenly shaped-

Morning grimace.
Then smirking at
the hour-teller.

Lights on,
pervading the dim walls,
the sound of voices
filling my curved ears-

Colors beaming
outside the window,
and chilly winds pressing
against my rough face.


Unspeakable mystery-
I just reach out.

And live life.
Axel Deion Ngsy
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Axel Deion Ngsy
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