morning mist in valley I push the curtain aside heart full of gratitude First thing in the morning, I push aside the curtain and look outside. This is what I saw today. Mist gathered below the hills. I felt serene and grateful.
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By the windowsill A soft breeze blows through my hair Wafts of floral scent
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Her hand reaches up, wiping away a sole tear from her snowy cheek.
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By the windowsill Eyes scan the blue green canvas Knees up to my chest
His hand reaches up and wipes away a lone tear from his blooming cheek.
Last piano note Applause ruptures from the crowd One person sits bored
igniting fires laughs like a fucking lady flames licking his beam
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Messy bun ready Thumbs up into the mirror Rushing out the door
By the kitchen side Shadows within a gold cast Silent plants stand fixed
An agent confused; An unwitting hacker finds The raw Epstein Files.
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woke up still breathing naked and unafraid too flesh not violet
Fingers on keyboard blank white screen, blinking cursor Words slowly appear
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