I have arrived in the dawn hours,
and already tired of their growing
light, the gold and purple under
the wide blue where the last
stars sank. Tired of the day
which is beginning, yearning
the dark abodes of sleep,
the cool night that hides
these open vistas
in which we
are lost.
02.04.2023
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