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Thank God

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A warm cup of coffee
Finds familiar grounds

 

As the fog rolls out,

 

Where conifers reach
Towards another

 

Stellar day.

 

Still,

 

I recall us
Standing there

 

Where love began,

 

Smiling like suns
Just newborn

 

Into light.

 

Home,

 

We embrace
Each corner

 

Stitched in cobwebs

 

That endless quakes
Could not unravel,

 

Nor disturb.
 

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