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Nothing

Woke to thoughts of nothing  
no tired eyes, no remnant
of late night cries  
 
but I'm sure that's about to change  
because I know I'll think about her,  
and mmm oh yeah yeah yeah her  
and let's not forget about her  
and those delectable words  
damn she so makes me purr  
 
my minds about to stir  
as the sun licks my face  
(or was that the dog?)  
 
the skies are blue  
with wisps of white trailing  
a plane circles up above  
and I see you  
 
disrobed in the doorway  
to my heart  
 
could there be happiness on the horizon  
the day will have to wait to start
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