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Jul 2017
The kettle and coffee calls my name,
I stumble out of bed,
Time is moving slowly,
Frame by frame

The heated water releases is gas, it lets me know the time is nigh
I hear a click,
Signalling the time for my caffeine high

My vision clears,
The flame of conscious thought sears,
"Its time to think!"
Out of the overflowing of thought,
My mind hears

Three sips, four
I walk outside, using the backdoor.

Headphones on, Shuffle to Satie'
Lighter snaps, cigarette ignites
My eyes are beginning to adjust to the reflective lights

What was I thinking about?
An overwhelming feeling of hope and joy surges,
"Oh now I remember!"
Everything else must wait
My darling Linda,
I almost forgot we have a Quote date.
A good friend of mine and I, share a quote every weekday morning, to get the mind going. It became something I looked forward to and still is to this day
Justin Chapman
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Justin Chapman  27/M/South Africa
(27/M/South Africa)   
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