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24 June 2015


     there is something 
inexpressibly beautiful 
about the world
     when the sun begins to rise
and fill the dim sky
with soft rays of light
     and only the birds are awake
to sing to you "good morning"
while everyone else
     is curled up in their beds
unaware of the magnificence 
they're missing
     and everything feels so simple
it's as if six a.m. is an epiphany
that sparks at your fingertips
     and spreads until
you are encompassed entirely 
by a feeling of clarity
     there is something 
inexpressibly beautiful
about being awake to behold
     the splendor of this world
while everyone else
is still asleep
- m.k.

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