I used to wonder,
"Does Jesus live in this box?"
As I confessed sins.
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Stardust
I look upon your slumber. You are taken with the night.
Enraptured and drifting within her hypnotic current...
Your face. so sweet, so serene.
With thoughts and visions simmering beneath.
As stardust coats Your eyelids and kisses you to sleep.
"Us"
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