I sit and watch the golden dawn
as yet another day is born.
A golden glow across the sky;
a beauty for which I would die.
But luckily there is no need
as Sol performs his daily deed
of warming now the hearts of all
who hear the mornings gentle call
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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