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June 21, 2020
It is 1 a.m. or 2 a.m.or 3 a.m. or 4 a.m. myPIlot light is burning.Quiet even sirens are asleep.Every cell in me is aliveand hummingReady to create -- to write.Something so very juicy about very early morningwhen I wake.