daybreak kisses my lips with gratitude. i frequently consider that i am always cognizant throughout the a.m. duration due to my perpetual dismay for moribund; i shall conjure up a reverie in honor of this thought. however, i know that i am simply being fatuous. nonetheless, goodnight world, i may greet you when i awake in the afternoon. ♡ doe lefranc, 4:59 a.m.