Morning's Dance

Light begins to fill the sleeping world, and autumn's crisp chill is its dance partner. Their melody of the early morning causes me to drift between consciousness and sleep. Memories of an epic adventure are still fresh in my mind. Thoughts of a new day dawning begin to cut in to the dance. What new adventures shall today bring? As light filters through my window I can't help but smile. Each day is precious. Each day its own adventure.

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