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Waking

To no more breathe
Than to make peace;
This, for which I stand,
The culmination of Grace


Sometimes these old bones have a hard time getting out of bed. But what’s there to waking, if not to make something of having awoken? I might not have found myself with another day to spend, but here I am.

I might as well get up, and go see what that was all about.

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