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morning writing purge

i feel that the sky is blue
i feel that my cat is warm
i feel that i am lazy
i feel that my cat sees a bird
i feel i have a better view than my downstairs neighbors do concerning the patio
i feel i can be only literal this morning ā€” that metaphors are still another cup away
i feel the birdsongs
i feel the pre-winter migration
i feel the fall

morning food urges:
cinnamon cruller or pfeffernusse

By Cassandra

Writer and visual artist. Avid reader, keen observer. Nature enthusiast!

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