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Meditation
I lie awake and watch as the stars take their slow journey across the sky through my open bedroom window. The full moon’s silvery light is a dagger that cuts through the darkness, across my stomach and onto the stained carpet littered with empty Coke cans and McDonald’s wrappers. Its light is blinding as though it’s shining its brightest only for me; a colorful symphony for the messy lifestyle that is me. © EXCEL 23 10/10/02;11/8/02
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