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The gentle breeze
On the nape of my neck
The coolness of the sheets
On my resting belly
I gazed at my companion lovingly
Unable to peel my eyes away
Immersing my soul
Into his very being
Unable to turn away
To rest, to eat, to leave
His side, his story, his book
This happens every time I read.... the world around me stops existing
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