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Marisela Veludo Nov 2020
Mornings so blue
Skies so grey
Plants filled with dew
The day seems in vain

Keep my eyes shut
Go back to sleep
Stuck in a rut
Curl up and hold my feet

World in my head
Only wants to stay in bed
Wake up, the voice said
Why not smile and live instead

— The End —