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Mar 2022
It's 4am
I am up 4 it
By 5
I will have my hive heaving with honey.
Come 6
I will be mixing it with the birds
By 7
I would have gone to heaven and back
When 8 hits
I will mate with glowing sun
By 9
This day will be mine
At 10
I'll turn my gaze inwards
By 11
I will be even with this day
Come 12
I will be effing to s well deserved decant lunch cause I was up at 4.
Emmanuel Phakathi
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