From rush of time few moments,
another day ends here unaware.
In abrupt black out, eyelids hang.
dark tentacles of sleep clasp memory.
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'...Here we met in our chat room behind barn.
where we had our first bliss in wilderness....'
the introspection here is very impressive...a good signing in and signing off...
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'...Here we met in our chat room behind barn. where we had our first bliss in wilderness....' the introspection here is very impressive...a good signing in and signing off...