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Monday, November 21, 2011

this morning

She awoke to swirling grey skies and heavy clouds. The ocean was still, mirroring her quietened spirit. Weak rays of light stretched across the rolling dark blue. The wind blew crisp and cool. She reluctantly removed herself from her warm blankets and placed one foot onto the floor below.

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