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swimming into wakefulness
a periwinkle sky glaring
from behind the blinds
browbeating your indolence
telling
you to go outside
no
tugging this tattered
drowsy quilt up up up
and
slipping quietly away
coming to and finding
a soothing grey has risen
to supplant that harsh
dictator
as you venture out a whirling
array of companionable droplets
fly this way and that
mostly downward onto your
upturned countenance

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