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27 january 2012

Misty Morning

When the morning is crisp
that's the best. 
I know this day
is better than the rest.
I take a deep breath 
and my body is swept.
Only if you knew how this feels
for me.
Sucking in as much air as I can 
to show that I'm free.
So when the morning is cold
and the sun is rising
take your biggest breath ever
the results are surprising.
Only if you knew how this feels
for me.






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