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Have you ever noticed how just before the sun rises,the cold chill of the wind pushes you back? The harsh nip against your skin, hair stand up alert, ready to attack. I fought that so I could see the beauty of the sky just before it got to bright allowing the cracks to be seen. Just at the right moment everything becomes calm and I swear If time could stay still I'd live forever.
Poetry influenced by the 17 years of my life