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Charlene
Poems
Aug 2018
3 a.m
I awake at 3 am I fill my cup with coffee open my front door and I sit on the top step and I light a cigarette.
It's dark the streets are wet because it had rained for most of the day.
There's a slight breeze so I hear the shaking leaves from the trees .
The whole world is still asleep .
I at that time feel so a peace.
Drips from water running from the drain pipes is a beatiful sound for a dark wet windy night .
This is my time when the world is mine that's why I wake at 3 am.
Written by
Charlene
F/Los Angeles
(F/Los Angeles)
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