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Without my Glasses (Free verse) by Niphredil

dark shadows, and streaks of white intertwined within; the peering streetlight reaches curiously through the window-shade, leaving little fingerprints.

Dovina 3-Oct-05/4:35 AM
He always tells us that. Just grin and go on.




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