Poetry: The Perfect Day

The Per­fect Day –Alice N. Per­sons From Nev­er Say Nev­er You wake with no aches in the arms of your beloved to the smell of fresh cof­fee you eat a giant break­fast with no thought of carbs there is time to read with a purring cat on…

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