You
Misty shadows of the early dawn,
you see me shiver see me yawn.
Early rising from my warm bed,
always gives me a sleepy head.
Starting out in a misty gloom,
like walking in a half lit room.
Sun is rising to lift off the grey,
a glowing orb that brings the day.
Sunlight now is breaking through,
then my thoughts they turn to you.
bkewl.
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