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Saturday Morning
this morning you burst
into a clear blue sky
lines of radiance
cross my face
striped patterns I see
through closed lids
squinting to liquid gold
filling me with joy
for I love
sunshine on a
Saturday morning
into a clear blue sky
lines of radiance
cross my face
striped patterns I see
through closed lids
squinting to liquid gold
filling me with joy
for I love
sunshine on a
Saturday morning
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