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Apr 2014
I lay under covers that are so warm
Warm, just as the light seen in my peripheral.
Suddenly, I am enraptured in divine quick sand.
As if I am being deeply rooted into my place.
Suddenly I am just a fiber in a piece of fragile cloth.
But it is so warm.
I sigh.
What a true feeling
To be adopted by this warmth.
Written by
Katie P  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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