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Dec 2018
This morning I spotted Dawn
in his human disguise
walking by my window.
He had a bucket of gold
paint in his hands
and the rays of the sun
following his feet
and when I waved at him
he sparkled me a smile back
as if
we knew.
Raven Woodfort
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Raven Woodfort
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   Sehar Bajwa and PoetryJournal
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