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Apr 2014
Its that fluffy place
not unlike a cloud,
I can just float in there
for minutes or hours.

It floats me away to
places new, on the cloud
of feathers my head does
rest, snuggled nicely in my
place of rest.

I love my bed, I wish I
could be in all times of
the day, but i like it at
night my safe place where
I just float away
I love my Bed
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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