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image by Matteo Pericoli

 

There are days

filled with light in abundance

Mornings of cicada song and fingers of sunshine wrapping around the window panes

Tapping at the key holes, beckoning to be let in.

There are street noises and rumblings, yes I am awake.

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There are days

When the light takes its time

There is a reciprocity of silence between the outside and myself,

I will not be rushed

The Summer sun makes way for the arrival of the Autumn dawn

And I wonder how we will be woken tomorrow

 

 

 

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