Until and Through Dawn
morning
in the warmth and given sun
I am followed only by one
though
as I move my hands and feet
my friend behind me moves in-sink
and
all the more I jump and leap
it herds me like a flock of sheep
until
the night has come abroad
they wave good by till morning with dawn.
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