Morning call

Wake up before the sun rise, before your early set alarm clock bells.
Brush your feet so softly against the floor. Breath not to awake. Close the kitchen door. Grab your moka pot and fill it with coffee and mmmm it smells so good…
Sit to enjoy better. Jam, bread, coffee, spoons of nut cream. Pleasure in silence. The TV is breaking the world news and it’s heartbreaking. Always. Greedy bastards will be greeder and we’ll let them be. People are dying calling for help. While we crush under our own little hells.

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