| A New Dawn |
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By Kiara Winderider First streaks of dawn, The twinkling lights of an age gone by Fade into eternity past. I wake up shivering From horrors still too fresh in my mind. Why must darkness precede the dawn? Why is death the prerequisite to birth? No matter— The long night is ended now. The first rays of a new dawn Illuminate my path, Beckoning me to follow. Can I shape the coming day? |