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By burgy Date: 2003 Dec 14 Comment on this Work [[2003.12.14.02.44.15851]] |
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A white blanket drapes over the rigid contours of the earth. Its pristine condition is so frail; for any disturbence, and it will be tarnished. From my window, I witness this marvel of nature. Then, I turn and see you, Still asleep,even though its late morning. The white blanket draped over the flawless curves of your body. Your innocence keeps me from waking you. |