upon dawn

morning sun slices through

dark grey clouds.

birds chirp hauntingly

perched on old snarled branches

of trees now

wrapped in the

orange glow of

the dawn.

Life echoes back and forth

traffic drifts to and fro.

and i.

i smile.

morning is broken once again

filling my life with happiness,

allowing me to dream

once more

of what will be

instead of

what is now.

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