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good morning
nothing's yet happened
a decade old matcha
seems to still work
no heartrace, just
a bit of clarity
the sun is shining
but the chills...
you know the chills
i'm fortifying
they're approaching
i've had many embraces
of warmth, fading now
it's my poverty
that will save me
'cause blessed
are the poor
in spirit
isn't that
what they wrote?