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A.M.
7:30 For
a little while, my brain began to stir
After
those two minutes, I recalled it
The
story of your weird dream that I heard last night
After
fall has ended and winter soon approaching,
Why
did it suddenly become lonely, I wonder?
The bugs inside my stomach have been roaring since yesterday
Hotcakes
dripping with syrup
This
year's finest corn soup
Busy
adults, all lost in 7:30 AM
Sometimes
there are times when I really want to cry
The
night makes people meek
Your
true intention was small, unable to be heard
By
the time I've awoken, the day has already started to ascend
Will
I begin another day strongly again?
The
bugs in my stomach have been crying since yesterday
Hotcakes
dripping with syrup
This
year's finest corn soup
A
morning when time feels like it's awfully late
7:30 AM
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