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Jun 2015
The bats across my windows fly,
Barely visible in the dark night sky

The tapping of the radiator,
The creaking of the stairs,
The meowing of the cat and the mouse it tries to scare.

The feathers in the morning, that tickle me awake
The sound of a distant yawn,
A sign the worlds awake.
Lana
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Lana  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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