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- The night is my blanket.
- I draw the stars up over
my shoulders, tucking my neck,
sensing warmth,
- while a less harsher side
of Heaven--
- not shocking me with penetrative
light,
- but I count each lamp,
- and the vigilant angels
- by their reflective wings,
- knowing I am never alone
- though the darkest stretches
of eternity
- lie before me....
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- By Joe DiMino who retains
all rights.
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