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the early birds and me

here i am 9 degrees celcius dragging bins to the curb breath frosting clouds feet cringing from cold earth muttering quiet obscenities trying not to inhale trash perrfume looking up to see sunrise colours dance waving to brave/stupid morning walkers thinking early birds are overrated hearing the resident kookaburras laugh thinking caffiene, caffiene, caffiene here i am
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F / Australian
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Jun 12, 2018
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