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  • Writer's pictureTweakUnique
    • Mar 9, 2015
    • 1 min read

New Day (poem)

The dawn of a new day, it’s beauty and potential. An arcing sun rises, surmises, and surprises. Flowers. Wind. Grass. The invisible is visible, newness springs of water, rebounding springing metal, vibrating music of the vernal day.

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