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The Outer World

Poetry By: Jonathen Baker
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A new day is born every morning.


Submitted:Jul 11, 2012    Reads: 5    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


As dawn breaks the mountain, as do tears from eyes, it does not to dwell on things that have befallen in the night. For as the sky lightens and the sun breaks the veil of darkness that entraps the mind, a new day is born. A day of purity and innocence that ushers forth a new era of happiness. One that forgets the night, forgets the sadness that once dwelled in the mortal weaknesses of the human soul. As dawn breaks the mountain, as do tears from eyes, it does not to dwell on things that have befallen in the night, for as the morning sun rises, all sins from the night are washed away





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