A nice day
i call it a nice day when
my face doesn't itch
for a mirror first thing in the morning when
it needs no proof
no scans
no outsiding-in
slowly, very slowly life smooths things out when
the soul weighs the breadth of a smile
my face doesn't itch
for a mirror first thing in the morning when
it needs no proof
no scans
no outsiding-in
slowly, very slowly life smooths things out when
the soul weighs the breadth of a smile
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