Sunday Morning
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The early morning hush lingers on
Closed doors and curtained windows
No car engine starts in drowsy garages
Reposing cat on wall hardly stirs
Words are locked in sleepy heads
Unread messages await a blue tick
All my adjectives are silently waiting
For your smile to shine like the sun.
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