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Good Morning
Sun peeking through the blinds,
Beams of sun rays
dance on my eyelids.
Dreams slowly fade away,
until I realize I am waking up.
Opening my eyes to my
bedroom ceiling.
Letting my eyes wander the room
not wanting to move a muscle
in fear of the cold morning air
rushing into my warm cocoon
of a bed.
Waiting for the ruthless harsh ring of my alarm.
As I reach for my phone,
trying to remember what day it is,
I drag my eyes over the glossy screen
and see the word
Saturday.

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