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Mar 2012
I try to wake up with the sun
Barefoot, my heartbeat is steady
Coffee, cigarette, music on
Make this moment a ritual for me.

Feel the wind brushing through my hair
I take deep breaths, it's enthralling
To celebrate the brightness you share;
You give meaning to the smallest thing.

Inspirational thoughts quickly come,
I am no longer on the run
Made my peace with the universe
Blinded by you and still, we converse.

Sunrise, best part of any day
I make the best out of this day
Always a fresh start; chances, tons.
My dreams are real, as real as the sun.
Nicole Bataclan
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Nicole Bataclan  38/F/Berlin, Germany
(38/F/Berlin, Germany)   
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