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Feb 2020
Curtains open,
I allow everything in the world to see inside

Barefoot on the beach
I allow the world upon my feet with every tide

Half past midnight
I allow the moonlight to caress my skin

Once dawn arrives I marvel at the sunrise with a grin

I've slept on many a clouds in my dreams

With the sun as my blanket warming me with every one of its beams

I love the smell of fallen leaves all piled up

Coffee beans and their aroma that fill my cup

The crackle of the fireplace as the snow gently falls upon my face

I love that I have learned that life is not a race

I live it now
I live it at my pace

I have to go now
I have a relationship with my oft' muses that I want to continue to grow

Albeit, slow
TheConcretePoet
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