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morning inventions

always the morning
brings me a bouquet of flowers
and i smell them
and put them in a vase
with fresh water

in return for this goodness
i keep promising myself
i should be good and i
should practice the charity
and spreading of love

at least in this morning's
words from
my own inventions...

Submitted: Tuesday, February 26, 2013


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