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May 2014
grabbing my teddy .....
and munching my cookie...
i curled myself up
on my favorite spot beside the window sill....
to ogle my eyes and look at the prickles of light
...crystals hanging by some invisible thread...
watching the gay lights of some faraway city.....
and dreaming of the fairies and pixies.....
forgetting this cruel world.....
i looked at my playmate....
.ready to hear a new bedtime story.......
kris evans
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kris evans
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   --- and denis j ryan harman
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