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This morning I awoke

With pleasant thoughts

And a smile.

Could have swore

Another body was there.

For a brief moment

Wasn’t alone.

The warmth faded

But thoughts remained.

Thoughts of rain and trees,

Of beaches and nightfall,

Stars and endless night skies.

The smell of American Spirit

And the sound of sweet nothing

Alone in physical form

Day dreams keep me company.