Morning
Fresh air surrounds me
I close my eyes and
Surrender that sense
Notes of moss and decay
Florals carried in the morning mist
Caressing my cheeks
I want to move through
The soft morning air
Yet unwilling to open my eyes
I will savor the moments
Resting here in feeling
Before light begins directing my steps
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