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Morning migraine
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Tree of creativity
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Friday’s glory
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Cold snap
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Tuesday thoughts
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Morning snuggles
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Magic beans
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Morning reflections
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Spring change
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Lights

In a room with a thousand light bulbs One by one They turn on The light is blinding With its simple glow When only a handful appear Will I survive A full illumination? Am I ready To brave such a clear world? With trembling, tentative steps I stand on the stage And chin held high,…
