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A New Day’s Sun

Awake to face the noon day dawn
like a loving doe or that in a fawn
we all want to belong

I exist as a vapor then I am no more…

And then clouds form
when the invisible vapours
in the air,
condenses into visible droplets…
And thus the cycle continues…
sprinkled with a bit of care
the love to behold a new day’s sun

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  1. Beautifully written piece! You’ve given me a great read.

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