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Jan 2017
Coming to conscious, waking up
lying in the safety of my bed.
Hearing the screech of a thousand beeps,
I smash the snooze button with my head.

Another ten minutes for me to spare
as I gander at the beautiful ceiling.
A blanket that soothes like the warmth of the sun,
I slowly slip back in a slumber.

Eyelids get heavy, falling over my sight,
I'm descending into a peaceful daze.
Feels like tiny electric butterflies
coursing through me in a million ways.

My spirit is strong, better than ever
I don't want this sensation to end.
The hellish scream of the alarm blares out
I punch with force for the ole knockout.

Stumble out of bed, dragging across the floor
pulling myself up to my bedroom window.
Seeing the scene of a marvelous sight
the sun creeping over the horizon, tells me
"It's going to be alright."
Organized Chaos
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Organized Chaos
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