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Often I wake up and see around All the smiles & laughs & shouts, they do The chatters & chirps & the happening hue Them, with pretty faces and splendid crew I see, gangs of beauties that tie them tight Some exquisite personas & some strut types Some are the jokers & some are ace, Them, at least own that curve on their face. Nicely painted and contoured they appear, All shades of dramatic I encounter, Even my face gets that curve to settle; But I AGAIN wake up from this lucid interval. -Jazz 28/09/14