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Apr 28
Waking up,
That sweet, sweet smell of music.
That beautiful sound of the toaster ding,
And the wonderful smell of sunlight,
Peeking through the careless curtain edges.
It's going to be a wonderful day.

That is,
If I get up.

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Written by
YYC  F/Los Angeles
(F/Los Angeles)   
   Tara and Katja Pullinen
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