Day 12

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Day 12
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Write a poem - me

3…2…1…

Dawn breaks, building anew

Sleep is awoken

Dreams turned off, switch on for a while

Prepare for the unexpected

A shuffle in your stride

Covered by warmth, now disrobe into water

Wash away, invigorate with scents and serums

Glaring screens, in the quiet sunlight

Breathe in morning, breathe out subdued air

Pale sky, darkened eyes

Step into an unrhythmic existence

Never-ending needs met with finite materials

Drawn out for one cycle

Taking in all that is offered by giving all that is limited

You sit in order to build a crumbling empire.