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Jun 2019
When I arose solitude surrounds my soul
every morning wee hours feed my strength
Aroma of fresh  brewed  coffee  energies me
Ability to beat southern heat
Distant sounds of birds deep in the woods
My inner self thrives on fresh air
cloudy with a hint of haze
Eager to enjoy the fine day
effect of atmosphere fills my mind
Retreat back to solitude
arisen confidence of inner self,
Written by
Cheryl Ann Warner  F/Alabama
(F/Alabama)   
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