Sitting in bed feeding the twins.
Watching the sun rise over the Holy City.
Sounds of garbage men in the street.
Occasional coos from my daughter.
The wife softly snoring at my side.
It’s Monday morning.
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Sitting in bed feeding the twins.
Watching the sun rise over the Holy City.
Sounds of garbage men in the street.
Occasional coos from my daughter.
The wife softly snoring at my side.
It’s Monday morning.
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