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both ends
an hour after dawn
spring smell of trees
birds singing
street innocent of traffic
under the cloudless blue
beautiful moment
day follows
doing
trying
thinking
until spent I go
outdoors
emerging from a tomb
to walk among the flowers once more
bathed in golden rays
in every way
a beloved child
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