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Breaking dawn

The grey mist glissening on my brow,
as I step outside to a horrendous "MEOW",
hours of dawn,
and a cat lay slovenly on my back lawn,
wet, crystal, damp, lawn,
feline lay still,
for you couldn't hear a pin drop,
the dew,
the dew lifted,
breaking dawn,
now the sun has risen,
happy cat no longer hissing,
for now all thoughts as to what is missing.

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