Saturday, July 12th, 2003...9:24 pm

Brilliant Girl

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Black eyes bright and clear

Dusky winds passing through

Perched upon the mattress dear

Frozen beads of morning dew

Curling lips and thunder clouds

Threaten furrowed brows anew

Covered underneath the shrouds

I am but just passing through

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