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tagging me on your poem <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-drunk-sky-4d44f1e6ee23">The Drunk Sky </a>and prompting me to write on the first cup of the day.</p><p id="38ce">That first cuppa chai An adventure awaits</p><p id="4672">The steam rises from my cup I open the blinds and the sun bulldozes in Bringing me a devilish smile</p><p id="ace5">What shall I write today? Shall I write of the wild haired woman Or the blackened knave, I wonder</p><p id=
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"6d3a">I sip my first sip And throw the doors wide open</p><p id="ea9d">Here’s to a glorious new day.</p><figure id="0591"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/0*bd4ADN6uMN0oqy9h"><figcaption>Photo by <a href="https://unsplash.com/@j_wozy?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Jordan Wozniak</a> on <a href="https://unsplash.com?utm_source=medium&utm_medium=referral">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure></article></body>
Thanks to Priyanka Srivastava for tagging me on your poem The Drunk Sky and prompting me to write on the first cup of the day.
That first cuppa chai An adventure awaits
The steam rises from my cup I open the blinds and the sun bulldozes in Bringing me a devilish smile
What shall I write today? Shall I write of the wild haired woman Or the blackened knave, I wonder
I sip my first sip And throw the doors wide open
Here’s to a glorious new day.
