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The Dreariness of Dawn
“Carpe Diem.” Dawn, and all its cliches’
But what would one now seize? Unrequited dreams
That slouch in the corner filing their fingernails?
A cup of coffee at the kitchen door?
Dawn is the illusion that this day might
Be different from those that came before
Like advertisements promising happiness
And delivering failures postage-due
Well, you might as well get up, and get dressed
Dawn. Because, maybe, this time, just maybe…
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