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Feb 2017
a day ends,
the sun sets,
the moon rises.
Blessed with
your presence,
the day--
belonging to the world
only temporarily
only for
today.
A new day cast
the sun will rise
all awake--
born anew, born again
refreshed, new order
belonging to
another temporary,
tomorrow.
xs
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xs  25/F/State of O
(25/F/State of O)   
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