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Priceless Pennies

Night Light

When I am out walking at night or lying awake and waiting

for sleep, the night that covers me seems to place me outside of myself. I feel

invisible in the darkness; some part of me disappears as the light does and

returns to me each morning.

She always looks so beautiful in the morning; her hair unkempt, her eyes heavy and unfocused. The way she makes her way toward me, almost...

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