Dawn.
Wet.
Cold in my bones. Damnit.
I’ve been at this for years now and look where I am.
Same place. Different day. Running faster. Slipping back.
Why did I dream?
Pointless hope. Pointless words. Pointless points.
There is no coffee left in my cupboards.
My feelings exactly. Expressed so well
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If only there was coffee! How are you – and it seems your site has vanished. 😦
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OH WAIT – I see ya now. You changed 🙂
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An empty coffee pot is really the worst. Ive been cleaning off the dust on my site…
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