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a cottage eases into the morning,
windows shining with gold.
the lake trying to rest,
sunlight whispering against its skin.

birds spread music,
dew clings to grass like glue,
coffee drifts warm through the air.

it feels unreal-
this world finally coming alive.

your hand in mine,
the horizon opens,
a quiet miracle spilling across the water
as it disappears to an alarm.

it’s time for the day to actually start,
and the dreams to stop.