Morning Sun
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Jan Oskar Hansen
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Morning sun
Sat on the terrace
the sun came up
hit me with youthful
arrogance.
Friendly clouds
came to my rescue
a filter
between me and the sun.
I could sit in peace
watching
the town, waking up.
Bu şiiri puanla
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