Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: Longest Night

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Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Longest Night

Longest night, But not longest sleep? That can't be right: I am supposed to keep Longer hours than the sun? Before it even starts to rise My morning is well begun And I watch, with heavy lidded eyes, As it make its eventual entrance Seeming somehow tawdry and cheap, Embarrassed before my tired... Sign in to see full entry.

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