Ear Fluid of the Day
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I love the smell of mornings.
The sound of dew.
The crispness of the dawn,
its horizon not yet corrupted
by us.
If only i could consume this feeling.
Scoop it up and swallow it whole.
Digest its simplicity and innocence.
To feel it running through my veins,
working my insides like a drug.
oh what a fix.
But only in the mornings.
After 9am....
it's yesterdays garbage.
"You have to grab hold. Sometimes it's your crotch, sometimes its reality. "
-Steven Tyler
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