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Dawn
Dawn the rising glint of light
The background whoosh of an electric float
The cheery clink of bottles
Returning from where darkness rules
Empty of energy but full of joy
Stop now and find that view
View from a hill I know so well
Then nature’s volume slowly turned up
My breath easing into peace
Many such dawns to open my days
Find the spot, find the view, find the p...
Wednesday 15th November 2023 6:59 pm
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