goodnight, sunrise
in the twilight of morning
something has caught my breath
from sleep
light blooms
trout-silver
sun the color of moon
in the evening of dawn
I close my eyes
I see dreams
the color of dew
fireflies becoming birds
first breath of song
before the sound
I will not wake
goodnight, sunrise
something has caught my breath
from sleep
light blooms
trout-silver
sun the color of moon
in the evening of dawn
I close my eyes
I see dreams
the color of dew
fireflies becoming birds
first breath of song
before the sound
I will not wake
goodnight, sunrise
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