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My sleepmate

The morning dews drew close to my window..
When sunrays tried to peep into my eyes....
I heard a voice from nowhere then....
Like a meloncholic wandering for smile.....
My hands wandered all around....
The voice of him had drained me then....
To the pool of a vague awakening......
But then He laid silently next to me when my hands found his head all well and fair.....
With half open eyes I gazed at him....
He made my eyes bulge out at once....
The time showed 9 and I was late!!!
Once again I missed my morning alarm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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