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Dawn
At the dawn of time,
I rose from my bed
and saw a new sun
brighter than the day.
Walking outside through fields,
hazy flowers blurred into horizon
and horizon into sky
and sky into night -
and there I sat
petrified of darkness
during the first night
at the dawn of time.
I rose from my bed
and saw a new sun
brighter than the day.
Walking outside through fields,
hazy flowers blurred into horizon
and horizon into sky
and sky into night -
and there I sat
petrified of darkness
during the first night
at the dawn of time.
Published 13th Mar 2014
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