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Got up on a cool morning Leaned out a window

Got up on a cool morning. Leaned out a window.
No cloud no wind. Air that flowers held
for awhile. Some dove somewhere.

Been on probation most of my life. And
the rest of my life been condemned. So these moments
count for a lot peace you know.

Let the bucket of memory down into the well
bring it up. Cool cool minutes. No one
stirring no plans. Just being there.

This is what the whole thing is about. .

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