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I cuddle on the couch,
surrounded by my blanket,
my books and a nice hot chocolate.
Nothing is missing.
I dive in the smoothy blanket,
feeling its warm and softness,
it makes me drowsy,
my eyes are slowly closing.
I am gone now - for the rest of the day,
gliding smoothly into my dreams.
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Your imageries were so vivid! Loved your poem!