Morning

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Mild manners
and minor materials
spent on bringing
purpose to each morning.
Bursting brushes circle
my teeth. Calmness in
my face when it begins
its wash. Such a long
nine to five. How gentle
the house sits, waiting for
me to bring it to life, awaken it.
Life fills my eyes when I step
out into the shifting winds.
Preparation requires a clock
to break around seven.
Hopefully the time
put in really shakes
the reality.

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