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Aug 2015
Opened my eyes,
look through the glass window from my bed,
See the sky at dawn,
white and dark blue blending as a background
for the still silhoutte tree
where hundreds of birds are singing
pulling me back to conciousness...
it's a beautiful morning.
Pappo
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