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Sunrise

Solar power

By Izzy Davis Published 5 years ago 1 min read

My skin is touched by a color of light

The light you cannot see a night

A gradual change from grey to red

I feel the color surround my bed

My eyes are blurry but I see, the beautiful day in front of me

All too soon the yellow hues

fade into the greens and blues.

But the blue is also full of surprise

Just keep your eyes set on the skies

In the clouds behind the noise and trees

Will be

another sunrise waiting for me.

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