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A Shimmering body of glass

Floats through my mind

It smiles, it frowns and makes funny faces

It speaks to me in voices

Only I can understand

And says things I cannot repeat

I think of these things at night

Walking along the beach

The hot wind hitting my face

And sand between my toes

For a moment I understand

And it feels so good.