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The morning has begun
Beautiful chirping an tooting I hear out the window as I brush my teeth.
The morning sunlight shining in, sweet sounds from all the creatures blissful heaven invaded by a passing car.
Yet heavenly even when invaded, passive moments, passing cars, passing birds, passing hours.
I freeze at a stance, to listen, to feel, to remincine on summer bliss.
The morning dew, when All awakes.
Heavely sent, Heavely sun..
Thats one loud chicken sound 😂
The morning sunlight shining in, sweet sounds from all the creatures blissful heaven invaded by a passing car.
Yet heavenly even when invaded, passive moments, passing cars, passing birds, passing hours.
I freeze at a stance, to listen, to feel, to remincine on summer bliss.
The morning dew, when All awakes.
Heavely sent, Heavely sun..
Thats one loud chicken sound 😂
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