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Mar 2017
In the morning is when I like it most.

When you've just woken up, and you forget where you are.

Yes, the morningΒ Β is when I like it most.

When it is dark and quiet, when no one is a wake.
The cloudy skies and the cold represent my mood for the day.

The morning is when I like it most.

After the sun rises, the people rise too.
The day begins anew, but my peaceful morning dies too.

Yes , The morning is when I like it most.
Elliott
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Elliott  22/FTM
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