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Nov 2010
"Life is beautiful,"
I say aloud.
I know it,
I can see it!

A luminance shines down to my lidded eyes;
It's time for us to wake.

You are warm and beautiful beneath my flesh,
beneath my hands.

You press me closely to you,
kiss my swirling halo,
say "I Love you."
You are golden.

I smile and turn my head
to find your kiss.

My eyes are open now,
but you aren't there.

I can see,

and you

aren't...


with me.
LACS
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LACS
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   Timothy Clarke
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