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  • Poetry > Free Verse
    He is my morning up of orange juice. The first word spoken to me long before dawn. The first look in the mirror to start my day. He is my heat in the summer, but my cold in the winter. The warmth of summer, warming me like an oven. And the cold of winter, freezing me like an ice cube. H...

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