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A cool breeze on my face...
...a sweet strange linen scent
walls meeting in unfamiliar angles
.....tramway bells or city busses
..sqeaking to a stop
green drapes..with blue flowers
breathe in...
...old books? coffee?
soft sheets
...muffled voices through walls
streeeeeeeetttttch
....where am I?
mornings in strange places
bring with them a certain
.......feeling?
oh it's all so abstract
but it makes me smile
.......nonetheless
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