Life's blue-eyed boy

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7 am musings at the corner table.

Second double espresso sends stimulating reminder:

love life for its imperfections.

Little wonder life loves me when I’m myself

and hates me when I’m trying to be somebody else.

Cherish or perish.

Can’t help but feeling I’m life’s blue eyed boy this morning.

◄ What's mine's mine.

A gorgeous, gifted bird she was! ►

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