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The fool doth think he is wise,
but the wise man knows himself to be a fool
william shakespeare

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Rays of sunlight crept through the tall curtains,
casting a warm brown light into the room.
The light crawled along the mahogany floor,
transforming the room into a sepia-toned picture of peace.

Specks of dust floated about lazily,
basking in the glorious warmth of the light.
The ruffle of the blanket momentarily disturbed the quaint silence
as he turned to escape the sun in his eyes.

It was a fiery red beneath the eyelids,
signaling the dawn of a new day.

11:13 PM

Exeunt.



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