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  • Writer's pictureBethany Stimac

Until Dawn

There it’s gone

The day’s slipped away again

Until the wake of dawn

I didn’t even see

The sun set, low

Sadder and wiser

As the night weeps and bleeds,

I know

I mustn’t dwell on

What I can’t control

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