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Morning Mellow
With eyes closed
I'm morning mellow
and grateful
Survived another crash
the screech of a derailment
isn't mine this time
but it only gets later
in the day of my life
my luck must be spilling out
soon to all be spilled
Morning mellow, with eyes closed
still invincible
at thirty seven
Beyond the pane
summer wind rips
licks at the glass
makes me feel small
and safe, for now
Tuesday 19th June 2018 11:46 pm
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