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This Is Dawn
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The Ones I Call Poetry All at once the feeling can come to you,
This is dawn,
There is a whisper of a rustle in the trees,
In some distance a single bird chirps and you know,
This is dawn,
In the sky the stars fade away,
Like ghosts in the faraway night sky,
And God himself has spoken it into being,
This is dawn,
Finally a black, turns to blue, turns to bright orange hues,
It's near and all the terrors of the night flee,
In a burst of light love and warmth,
This is dawn.
