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All my windows are open Thin white textiles wave slowly Breeze without a hint of chill Brings outside inside Rarely a comfortable Thing in this country At ten past midnight The air is so pure Out here When I sleep Even my dreams Feel clean
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
Of a Summer Snapshot
All my windows are open Thin white textiles wave slowly Breeze without a hint of chill Brings outside inside Rarely a comfortable Thing in this country At ten past midnight The air is so pure Out here When I sleep Even my dreams Feel clean
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
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