Jul 10, 01
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summer mornings
with light linen sheets
caressing me softly i awaken to the sweet breeze warmth fills my body as the summer colors oranges and yellows flow through my open window distorted by weightless translucent white curtain sunshine smiles as the birds have awoken and sit in the shade of their leafy trees singing tunes old and long forgotten. 
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Jul 10, 01
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nikki..ahh..this poem makes me think of a really nice white bed..and the window's open and birds chirp..a breeze wakes u up..sun is up...like a perfect way to wake up to a good day..awesome hun..!!:Lazee:
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