Daybreak,
The sun begins to shine,
and defines dawn.
When I look up I see
a cloud with a silver line.
Like a waterfall the sunrays,
washed away my sins.
And all the lakes turn to mirrors,
the same I was avoiding,
now I was bathing in.
And as I strolled on under the morning sky,
on the sunlit sidewalk wincing I.
Felt a fresh wind upon my face,
and as my walk ended,
a new life began,
I felt of a different race.
The grotesque chapters of my life I closed.
I have turned to a being from a corpse.
I have chosen this morning, for a life,
though be I brimmed with remorse.
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