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Prelude to a working day
The toast was warm and buttery
The coffee, hot and strong
The radio played a reminisce
From sunny days long gone
I sipped away the aches & pains
And watched the morning light
Brush honey upon the basking birds
That sang with all their might
The open door leaked warming breeze
And a hint of dewy blooms
But, time tick-tocked reality
To rejoin life's spinning lo...
Sunday 12th September 2021 9:16 am
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