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dawn
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typhoid
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looking ahead. rising. (golden) sun, sunday, morning. showers. hair in the wind, a view, a way. the populus crawls antlike across the vast sprawl of civilization. even though most of them are still asleep.
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Barrett
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I've found my self doing things, then thought I probably would'nt remember them in the evening.
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000714
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sunrise
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the sister of dusk one who is joyful most of the time but can be brilliant and can burn with anger if given much time or even saddness but Dawn is generally joyful
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000828
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jo
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my awakening earths awakening together merging generating heat in its own sphere incredibly creating a NEW DAY
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010127
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chanaka
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hungover roomates stir, moan. lying in bed as the red creeps across my feet and stains my comforter i must get up, face the day, pay my dues but i still love the dawn
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010127
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like rain.
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i can feel it when you hold me. if you would only let go of everything else, we could swim into the sunrise...
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clearblaze
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there is always a tomorrow to live for. dont condem the future, dont regress about the past
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florescent light
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It's dawn- I'm up, I should be sleeping. I slept well. Free time. I listen to the birds. How marvelous of a sound. Suddenly, I wish I had somebody to share them with.
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SadProfessor
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dawn to dusk everyday my loneliness choking me further away from life as I reach out for hands of empty spirits. Tears are the water that feeds my sadness as it grows and I can no longer live without it. It is my life and my cup that I drink out of, recycling my sorrows of yesturdays love.
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who?
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breaks, smashes trashes this dream I had of you, me too wherefor art thou? for what and why oh my! now it is cracking better get backing this dream will dawn on you someday
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Aimee
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you woke me at dawn... I didn't really want to wake up, but you kept kissing me in that spot. And lord did that wake me up... I have to say it was the most romantic thing we've done when we made love as the sun rose.
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Gilraen (s.h.o.t.h)
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Looking through my window now I see that the sun is beginning to rise slowly bringing pink, yellow and orange to the sky with scattered grey and purple clouds. But in the deep blue of the sky directly opposite, the moon is still high and shining brightly.
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030324
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partypooper
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i've read that if you make love as the sun is setting or rising, and you get pregnant, then your baby may be retarded
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030624
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A
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If you get pregnant at any time your baby may be retarded. Duh.
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pete
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stumbling, barely awake, out of the bath room with a glass full of water to see dawn's hands work their beautiful magic painting the sky red in the east
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070401
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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