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May 2014
Rose light streams
through the large cove of bay
windows like skinny,
taut ribbons, or
glinting spider webs,
onto the wall. Highlighting a
creamy expanse of cornicing
rising higher into
the infinite.
Just a poem bout my play room :)
Written by
Liz  London
   Dreamer, Pushing Daisies and ---
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