The mornings

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♔The mornings ♔

The sun coats the earth in a sleek paint of gold

The wind blows gently off the coast

Deers roaming freely about in the moist damp forest

Birds chipping around the thick tree branches

Flowers blooming off their buds

Hot steam come spiraling from the mugs

As children scramble out of their messy beds

While mommy and daddy think of the day ahead

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