Anyone who knows me well, knows I like mornings. Except for a brief period in high school where I would sleep in until (gasp!) 9:00am, I have always been an early riser. The morning is mine, all mine, as the sun sparkles off freshly laid dew, and even the dark of pre-dawn is so much quieter and friendlier than the sinister post-dusk blackness.
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Love, Mom
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