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Dec 2016
Waking up in the morning, to face hallway lights beaming through cracks in my door.
It's 6 A.M. and nobody has to work.
The sun isn't up yet.
Insect repellent, dousing the floors of the house.
My shoes were where I left them, last night.
Michael Rucker
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Michael Rucker  Naples, Florida
(Naples, Florida)   
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     Poetic Eagle
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