A clear day awaits.
Greeting the dawn mist on the porch, I put on my shoes.
Pushing open the cold iron gate,
my warm breath rising from flushed cheeks
spreads into the layers of sunlight through the fog.
A clear day awaits.
Greeting the dawn mist on the porch, I put on my shoes.
Pushing open the cold iron gate,
my warm breath rising from flushed cheeks
spreads into the layers of sunlight through the fog.
chillout 
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