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Smell of fresh dew
Soft green grass
Sweet aroma of dawn
Night closes off the madness
Night brings the soft gentle hoot of the watchful bird
Night is lighted by the guarding's in the sky
The soft breeze of the wind in my hair
The mist of a thick fog on my skin
The blazing hot amber's rippling against my face
It's were I can scream if I'm mad
It's were I can dance If I'm happy
It's were I can sleep peacefully.
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By monkeynutts on 8 November, 2007, 8:46 am
What I think of when I'm not at home.
By replay on 25 November, 2007, 7:21 am
hehehehe

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