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An eternal sky streaked with dappled dye,
The orange yolk of an egg fracturing the dawn
An eerie serene moment,
As the smouldering orb touches the heavens
With its poised fingers of light.
Crafting bliss where all was sinister
And hope where all else had gone astray,
Leaving dainty fingerprints among emerald foliage,
Caressing the waters edge leisurely
As it fades to reveal the day.
The orange yolk of an egg fracturing the dawn
An eerie serene moment,
As the smouldering orb touches the heavens
With its poised fingers of light.
Crafting bliss where all was sinister
And hope where all else had gone astray,
Leaving dainty fingerprints among emerald foliage,
Caressing the waters edge leisurely
As it fades to reveal the day.
