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Friday, 13 July 2018

On Cold Mornings (part 1)


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Thunderbolt of alarm sound 

tearing the calm sky on sleepy ocean

pushed off the edge of paradise 

into a Free fall of Fear and despair 

Pain of light smearing into eyes

Parting with the loving blanket and bed

The vicious cold air sucking all the heat

Rose the half rested body

Accepting a harsh hard cold greeting from the floor

Overcoming the mutiny within

Reluctant feet nudge a stand

Drenching in consciousness 

Grabbing reality 's helping hand?

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