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May 2014
Yes.
I watch you
On the pillow; your hair is a
Holy halo gilded by the
Goddess of
Gold
Herself.
Your mouth open in
Innocent oblivion.
I watch you sleep
So far from
Feeling the
Least bit
Creepy.
You make sleep beautiful.  
Angelic is your
Default.
Baby.
SG Holter
Written by
SG Holter  Fenstad, Norway.
(Fenstad, Norway.)   
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