Morning

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Morning dove through the branches,

slick were its clouded feathers;

blemished with the distant sun.

Perched,

its song of broken proportions wakes me.

Its eyes of burnt tidepools drag me in.

Rolling over, I tell the messenger,

“Just 5 more minutes Morning.”

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