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lawrence hall writes:

To be foggy when first you stir to a day ahead full of knowns and unknown, is not unusual even if the shy sky hints at a bluer clarity coming… For the morning fog is the story of transitioning, as humans do repeatedly throughout their days and lifetimes. In particular when passing from the fog of nighttime sleep, oft populated by terrors and all, we suppress, morphs into the no man’s land of dusky consciousness
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nat-lipstadt
99 / M / NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
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Written by
nat-lipstadt
99 / M / NYC/Lippstadt/Kraków
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Mar 9
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sounds eerily familiar-yore

somehow ? connected to:

https://hellopoetry.com/poems/5142668/this-particular-day

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