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Some Mornings
Some mornings I wake up and I
Tumble out of bed.
I shuffle my feet.
I trip over the carpet.
I can’t open my eyes.
I walk into walls.
I spill my coffee.
I miss my bus.
I fail my test.
I lose my game.
I forget my homework.
Some nights I wish that I
Could snuggle and be warm.
I could, for once, get comfortable.
I could sleep the week away.
I could drown in my sheets.
I could never open my eyes again.
I could be far away.
I could be closer.
I could be reassured.
I could never be alone.
I could sleep.
And some mornings I wake up and I
Tumble out of bed.
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