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Daybreak comes

Fumbles my morning heart

Righteous dreams leaning

On memory

And devout they spin

Like sinners in church

Cross to book to sunshine

We all are born again

As we turn ourselves

Inside out and then in

For the love of man

The ease of sin

The trust that tomorrow

Finds me again

Daybreak comes

After each midnight end

My morning heart

Unsteady

Yet

Still beating

 

 

Jen Czahur

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