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Dawn

The day broken,

Shattered by sunlight,

Dawn beam yellow,

Against a pale blue sky

A world yawning tired

Stretches and strains to stir

A robin rests on a leafless bow,

As snow falls crisply on uncovered grass.

I am asleep awoken like the dawn,

Sheltered from the storm,

I find solace in my slumber.