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Feb 2016
The birds chirping, the breeze hitting my face,
The right side of the bed and nothing out of place.
The little ones' laughter echoing in the house,
Water impacting on my tender skin as I douse,
Warm showers in a winters morning,
Is such a great feeling.
Star Gazer
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Star Gazer
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