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Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Enjoying the coolness of the fan
and the calming of warm coffee.
Early morning delusion,
before the heat of the day sets in.
When I realize ...
The air conditioner is still broken.
1 comment:
I like this poem. I still think iced decaff would be more relaxing, though, but to each his (or her) own! :)
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