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Sunday, May 29, 2005

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Gently, gently, into the deep,
The winding path that lead to sleep.
Past the room where dreams are stored,
With silver walls and purple doors.
Through villages where evening dwells,
In lingering dusk and faery spells.
Where lamp lights flicker behind the glass,
As silent windows watch me pass.
Besides the gentle murmuring stream,
Beneath the stars and pale moon's beams,
I close my weary day-worn eyes,
And drift away to the peaceful sky.


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