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Thursday, 17 January 2002

UNTITLED 11

Dreaming, dreaming
Half drunken thinking
Softly, softly swaying
Faint passionate humming

Thinking, thinking
Stained glass musing
Colourful, colourful singing
Sweet lovely awakening

posted by Primrose Maclean | Thursday, January 17, 2002

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