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Short Explination
A break from a long round of writers block (followed by more writers block...buuuut).
Fantasy
The moon rose high
above the lake
A slight breeze blew the trees
A neaby nightbird
Sang his tune
And brought my lover to his knees.
The flowers oozed
Of sweet perfume
My lover took out a ring
He took my hand
And humbly said
“If you’ll be my queen, I’ll be your king.”
My eyes teared
I filled with joy
Like an overflowing cup.
Then the worst
Possible thing happened…
...I woke up.
11/9/99
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