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Monday, October 17, 2005

Liquid Warmth

And slowly night turns into day
the sunshine comes streaming in
the liquid warmth comes out to play
and bathes me in comforting bliss
There'll be no sorrow
no fear of death
the light will quiet all those fears
And breathe, shall I
an eternal breath
of unlimited possibilities.

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