Six thirty A.M.
It is light, for;
The North.
I can Hear;
Birds calling,
And traffic
on the already?
Aways main road.
I love my dead end st,
a drop, then open spaces.
My neighbours across,
stirring; like myself.
The Sun rises due East,
these times,
And was golden orange;
for a moment!
Then I put on 'My Mix'
on Youtube,
'King' by Olly played first,
and I was up!
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