When I wake
The thoughts of the day in the air around me
A million thoughts at once, at I reach out
I grab one, it tells me to stand
I grab another, it tells me to go start my day
When I wake
The smells of all surrounding me
I breathe
The aroma of outside coming through the ghosts that wave in front of my window
Jasmine
The scent of my mothers incense
Reminding me where I am
Home
When I wake
The sound of the crow Next to my bed, who waits for 6:15 every morning
When I wake
The tastes of the people who were out and about inside my mouth as I slept come to me
Morning breath
When I wake
A thousand thoughts of what could become of today convince me to rouse.
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