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Sep 2013
Oh the gratitude! gentle easings into the day
bittersweet warmth of coffee on my tongue
i stare into the space of thoughts before me

an even greater warmth reaches out to me,
the kind realization that the ones i love are
sipping and pondering and contemplating

smile, i, at the morning community, welcome
impassioned melodies that awaken my soul
and brighten my eyes, oh! the gratitude!

the sun never fails to rise
i, yea we, are yet, alive
Diane
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Diane  Minneapolis, MN
(Minneapolis, MN)   
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   ---, Nat Lipstadt and Ottar
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