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Before Dawnby C.S. ScotkinBack out on the porchrocking in my chair,cats sleeping at my feetday’s promises are fair.Sun has yet to risesit and let the darkbreezes sneak through screenssoftly find their mark.Permeate my spacesilent sounds so strongas peace enters inknow that I belong.
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