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Mornings in Dillens

And the living is easy.

On rainy Sundays

nothing beats waking up

to the smell of fresh coffee

Devendra's voice

French conversations

clattering spoons and cups

the sound of the door

opening, bringing in

a breeze of cold air

the song of distant rain

inside it's warm and dry

Tessa waltzes in

sits down with a smile

we order coffees

tell weekend stories

and the sun starts to shine

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