(71) Dawn Rising

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Dear you,

Today I’m working in the sun room, three cats and two dogs near my feet. If needed, the wind sounds the chimes to rouse me if I forget to hear the birds and smell the orange blossoms.

I enjoy the view we are forced to accept but when sun sets verbs disappear and your lips sleep lazily on mine.

Love,
Me


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