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My palms caress the flow of silken white sheets
And many raindrops patter upon the window
Rich rosewood scent floats through purified nostrils
I take a breath and savor oily peanut-butter toast
The maple writing desk beckons me forward.
About the Creator
Daniel J. Heck
Poet, journaler, short fiction composer, interactive story writer, board game designer. I believe in the power of multiple creative voices within one person, and of variety as the spice of life!
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