Awake again
The sounds of wood owls
Playing
Extinct they said they were
This is how I know
Yesterday is ended
Starting new
Staring at a ceiling
Involuntary shiver
Summer is over
Long winter three years long
Clouds so grey
All of a sudden it is dawn
Rain struggles to
Wash the bitter taste away
Clock reads 4:00 am now
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