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Saturday Starts

Curled up, feet tucked under.

Leaning against the sofa pillow,

Morning light streams in

while a warm cup of tea awaits.

Gently I rub the sleep from my eyes.

Quiet fills the room,

The only sounds are a radio

playing off in the distance

and the soothing purr

of one of my furry companions.

Saturday starts.

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