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It's just me.

Lay in my bed, eyes closed, mind open.
Thinking, thinking.


The only thing flowing throught my head is the sound of sweet music.


Under my blankets, door closed, peace and quiet.


Could this night get any better?


Window open, birds chirping.
Blue jays, robins, cardinals.
Their chirps flow to the beat of my music.
Thinking, thinking.
Lay in my bed, eyes open, mind closed.

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