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Early morning hours Are the best that there can be; Everything is quiet As I unleash my memory. I have the time to reminise And plan the day ahead Time to get my life together Think about what I've said - For I have promised many things That I said "I can do!" Now that the time to do is near I wish that I was through. I didn't set aside the time That could be mine alone; Seems like I have to go somewhere Instead of staying home. So these early morning hours Are for me to just enjoy The peace and solitude And deep heartfelt joy. ** #423424 Not An Image **
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