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Feb 2019
Just this morning
I woke up before the sleepy sun
The broom of chill wintery breeze
Washing away dry leaves in dozens

Just this morning
I dipped my feet in water warm
The brushstrokes of tap water
Massaging my toenail and the veins on my feet

Just this morning
I remembered someone who left me long ago
His memories vibrating inside me
At times, rolling down from my cheeks
Written by
TitaniumInks
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