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Sep 10, 2015, 5:37 PM

Through the Threshold 

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Words drip into the mind
Like tap water drops
To disturb fragile sleep
It's her fingers tapping
Syncing with the heartbeat
She is the heart-mind lover
Breaking from cover
Formerly waiting in, shut
Presently waking you up

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