A Fragile Thought for Monday, September 12, 2005

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Monday, September 12, 2005

Serenity

The cool air caresses my skin, and creates a comfort from within. The darkness of night holds me close and keeps me safe from the errant ghost. The sounds of night fill my ears and keep me from disturbing fears. I will sit here now and then, dreaming my dreams again and again. Sign in to see full entry.

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