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Welcome to your morning. Welcome
to the creak of stairs outside your room,
the kitchen rhythm, steaming cup,
the moving sidewalk, lightened sky,
the pigeons bobbing, crack of heels
contacting stone, the whipping
sound of wings around
the statue in the square.
This is your beginning, now,
the dawn of man, the new space age,
the cracking egg, the start-again,
the seismic shift, the opened eye.
