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Warmth of days

I sit

Perched on the old bench

Listening to the water

Dance on its way to the coast

Watch the silver sparkle in the light

Listen and breathe and be

Face turned to the light

Unfurling to the sun

Opening to the future

With hope

That warmth may follow warmth

Into depths of days

And blanket of night embrace

With love and delight

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