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Morning Rituals of Love

The dawn sets our day,

as we wake so is our path set

as the sun makes its way

on the path across to night.

Each morn, the coffee

calls you from the dreams

with positive thoughts

no matter how bad it seems

in the world around.

I prep you each morn

with a rose, and the sound

of “te adore”

to gird your heart

for the battle today.

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