Wake Up

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I wake up at the break of dawn

Full pulsing warm wet

I am reminded of the work being done during slumber.

Deep dreams of magic, where spirits and souls play

Deep magic where the things without words, those utterances take shape and form into words that strum the chords and echo throughout my body.

I wake up at the break of dawn

Full pulsing warm wet

 

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