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Aug 2014
My Muse is fickle and thrifty with her Gifts,
She caresses my eyelids with a gentle touch,
And Kisses my forehead with Violet Lips
Suffusing my Dreams in Magical Hues
She visits me Nightly
To show me the trove
Of Her Myriad Treasures
Which I Dare not steal.

J Eduardo RamosΒ©
J Eduardo Ramos
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J Eduardo Ramos  Third Stone from our Sun
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   Aura Lily Torres and AJ
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