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The sky is getting a lot more bluer than black,

but the chill is getting stronger

as the day break waits in the wings.



The birds are already up

and busy.



I stand at the kitchen door

and observe all this

as my bowels churn.



I stare down the garden path

at the green latched door.



It is now or never.....

Damn tripe!