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Morning-Poem #13.

I slip out onto the deck, aware of every creak of wood below.

I hear the winds whistle and trains clatter by.

I let the lull of cars speeding by on the highway overwhelm my senses. 101 more words

Rise and Shine: Flare Up, Flare Down

Wednesdays can be all over the place, just like this sunrise image, via Stokpic.

Rise And Shine

Maurette Brown Clark Perfect Morning Playlist

Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love,
for I have put my trust in you.
Show me the way I should go,
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Café Olé

Good morning, and welcome to another edition of “What the heck, how is it only Wednesday?” Yeah, there’s still a few more days to go before the weekend is here. 508 more words