March 25, 2009
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The moon is high
It floods the room with light
The window creeks
As a shadow passes by

I wrap my arms around my legs
Close my eyes hope for day
I feel its eyes on me
It's warm breath running down my spine

I hope it leaves
Finds a new place
To run with someone at his own pace

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