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Today, is your day.

You are beautiful today.

Some days are like that.

You wake. Drink coffee. Squint at the sun, don your shades.

Clap the stone pavement with your heels and intentions.

Walk.

Music finds its way to you.

Conversations do not bore you but alchemise with the city sounds around you.

You climb. Descend. Ride the bus. Take the underground. Sit and stand, clench your fists, wring your hands. Remember the woman who once offered you a cigarette and the man who didn’t.

You never smoked anyway,

so screw them and

At the same time,

Don’t.

And with every beat of your heart

Time, the ocean and sky,

The desert and stars play their part

In your one-man show.

For today

Is your day.

Shoreditchpoet