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Mar 2013
the blue of the pre-dawn
when the early bird
could knock me over
with a feather

A breeze whispers, soothing,
and the still hush
of a nightsky
hugs me

strange thoughts dance with
the fragile strands of my mind
disrupting it softly
like a pebble on water

Isolation comforts me
Peacefully, my one companion
While a city sleeps and
My footsteps echo lonely


A cool energy buzz
with heavy head and eager senses
and my heart flutters
Calmly through my every fiber

I impatiently anticipate
that orange glow
that pink fire that will seep
around me
embrace me
then will I stare into the eyes of a new dawn
and say
the world is mine today
Written by
Rachel Masters
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