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Niklaus Jun 2017
The sunlight creeps as the dawn withers slowly at five.
Today, it seems warmer
but the winds were a bit colder
than yesterday.

The world's first ever clock
was the chirping of the birds
That flutter gracefully to the sky.

and once it began to sing,
humans slowly return
from their slumber;
opening their eyes
to welcome another day.

Good Morning, Saturday.
He yawned.

— The End —