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False Hopes Of Mornings

February 16, 2017
By Sav_0208 SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
Sav_0208 SILVER, Hartland, Wisconsin
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I wake to sun rises with the sound of waves and soft whispers.
Thoughts flood in of lake house trips, distant and as lucid as dreams.
With open eyes, it’s expected, sleep stunned the sharp reality.



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