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In the silence of the night
I could hear her calling
Whispers, through the glass
In the silence of the night
I could feel her presence
As by me, she did pass
In the silence of the night
Wisps of hair, on my face
Danced, like a beautiful ballet
In the silence of the night
She had drawn me outside
And I let her take me away
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 
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Very lovely poem. She can take me away any day 😈
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Thank you, Walt! I love the breeze on a summer night…you can go to all kinds of imaginative places 😉
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You’re welcome, and yes, you sure can 🙂
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My poem today was inspired by one of yours 🙂 ❤
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Oh? I haven’t read anything today yet, so I’ll be looking forward to it! ❤
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☺💜
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Beautiful! Love the flow!
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Thank you very much, KaylaAnn 🙂
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Very nice. Peaceful, yet not.
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Yes, thank you for picking up on that! ❤
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I really like her.
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Oh, me too 😉 Thank you, Cathi!
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you for sharing! ❤
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Well written 👍
Regards
Roy
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Thank you very much, Roy 🙂
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Ur welcome 😊
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Beautiful!
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Thank you very much, Diane 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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