Damp wood beneath my bare feet;

it is quiet, except for the rustling

of leaves from the morning

breeze, and the bubbling fountain

beyond the railing. Cool metal makes

contact with my arms, as I sit

and wait for sunrise, watching

birds pass by overhead

as morning breaks.

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