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by Sabine Taylor Apr 1, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Turning around to the stars, Smiling to the glow, While being fascinated by the magic. Little suns smile back to me, While the horizon covers my mind and dreams, Like a blanket when my pillow is the restless time. Please comment ... thank you a lot
by Bobby Walker
Nice Poem.