A Song To The Dawn
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Last published Tue, Aug 20, 2019
Just a few poems.
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Until he stood at its highest peak,
Without hesitation he leapt
And flew as the sparrow does,
Coasting on invisible winds and
Delicate wings, in ups and downs,
Like waves
And the water crashed upon the shore,
Pebbles rolling, turning to sand
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