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Dec 21, 2021
My pillow is my haven
Alone or with a clean shaven fellow
In hysterics or meditation
Exultation or isolation
My pillow envelopes me like a womb
My safe and comforting tool
The case will change with the feathers rearranged
On the seat of my car or in the woods under the stars
My pillow guides me to another world
to rest and release the pains
Awaken refreshed to embrace a new day
Smiling while enjoying the gains
My pillow reigns
As the sanctuary for my soul