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Some mornings, I want to leap from bed: pluck the eyes from anacondas, beat monkey butts with broken spoons, and steal flowers from cemetaries to warm the homeless. But this particular morning, I'd much rather stay in bed with your warmth, your deep kisses, your long sighs and let the anacondas, monkeys and homeless fend for themselves. ~mce
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 9:09 AM UTC
Some Mornings
Some mornings, I want to leap from bed: pluck the eyes from anacondas, beat monkey butts with broken spoons, and steal flowers from cemetaries to warm the homeless. But this particular morning, I'd much rather stay in bed with your warmth, your deep kisses, your long sighs and let the anacondas, monkeys and homeless fend for themselves. ~mce
Not a Dada morning
mike-essig
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Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 9:09 AM UTC
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