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Morning Breaks The morning breaks on the bed You fix your stare straight ahead Into a room lying still The silence comes in to fill Our heads bare of any thoughts Except those desires brought You shut the door lock and turn With a smile showing yearn Before she wakes do you want To go on a treasure hunt And with that our hands explore Until the kick on the door "Mommy I need you" is yelled Another rising moment felled |
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