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Feb 16
Early morning I rise
This moment is mine
No one's awake
This is my space in time

A cup of tea waves
the cobwebs of sleep slip away
I sit on my balcony
with my chin on my knee

Alone but not lonely
From all times I am free
I sip happiness with my tea
Happy just to be


The sun rises & levels with me
The house stirs awake
This space in time which was mine
slips away
Written by
Sunita Pimpley
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