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Come Into My Room Come into my room She sweetly smiled, It looks too tiny for two I wondered out loud, It’s magic, she replied, It gets as big as it needs to be. What is this line in the sand? Some self appointed somebody Said that Nobody should cross. Is your name Nobody? No, it’s not. Well then, she whispered, come across. Drawn by her stunning beauty and Some invisible mystical force That I had never felt before, I stepped across the line Into a world that can Only be described As heaven. Stephen Nesbitt © |