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"What's going on," my love said to the puppy and me. "Everybody's up at 5 a.m.? In the dark, we all went out to the backyard where crickets hummed and the pool lay waiting, and the damp grass welcomed our bare feet. Every new day, every morning cup of steaming coffee, every couch cuddle convinces me that a happy life begins with a renewed sense of wonder at how darkness shapes and frames the rising sun of love.
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Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 6:22 AM UTC
Early to Rise
"What's going on," my love said to the puppy and me. "Everybody's up at 5 a.m.? In the dark, we all went out to the backyard where crickets hummed and the pool lay waiting, and the damp grass welcomed our bare feet. Every new day, every morning cup of steaming coffee, every couch cuddle convinces me that a happy life begins with a renewed sense of wonder at how darkness shapes and frames the rising sun of love.
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Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 6:22 AM UTC
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