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By Sati Date: 2001 Sep 12 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.12.00.35.25542]] |
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It sits there silently on my bed Staring back at me through the night I awaken to black eyes, dull and lifeless Instead of your glowing brown stars That could never be described with words It is just a simple stuffed elephant Fake grey fur, trunk half limp But it still smells of you As I hold it so close I remember every moment Every breath taken with you I still wait here for your return Holding onto the dream of us And this tiny stuffed animal |