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The morning is a dense black-grey immensity
Heavy
The trees are vague darkenss
Darker than the predawn
Only the crickets dare stir
Even they are subtle
Afraid to yet wake the sun
The silhouettes slowly un-merge
And horse-shapes start to pad across the grass
Tree-shapes un-blur and diverge from greyness
Heat of coffee subsides alongside darkness
As the sky unveils it's lavender-grey dawn
Layer by layer, pink to vanilla, ochre to fuschia
To the Perfect Morning Blue
Heavy
The trees are vague darkenss
Darker than the predawn
Only the crickets dare stir
Even they are subtle
Afraid to yet wake the sun
The silhouettes slowly un-merge
And horse-shapes start to pad across the grass
Tree-shapes un-blur and diverge from greyness
Heat of coffee subsides alongside darkness
As the sky unveils it's lavender-grey dawn
Layer by layer, pink to vanilla, ochre to fuschia
To the Perfect Morning Blue
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