Tired, moving slow in the morning,
Like water splashed on face, it wakes me,
The smell of strong coffee...
Up and at-'em, face the new day,
March out, freshly showered,
Deodorized arm-pits...
Few better feelings than escaping the heat
Into an ice-cool room & start evaporation
Of full-body sweat precipitation.
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