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In The Morning Wake
In the morning wake
when all's a dark,
the fog outside
shivers down the bark.
In the distance,
under the streetlight,
the morning mist,
aglows so bright.
Down the road,
fo and fum,
a car engine starts
with a muffled hum.
Past the houses,
so peaceful and quiet.
Soon it will be,
a massive riot.
When the sun rays show,
the town starts to wake.
No longer dead,
it thrives in the make.
1-29-13
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