Dawn fades in,
or erupts-
but birds still chatter,
sounds will gather,
and the break of day
begins another chapter
of unnumbered pages,
even as the final morning star
waves goodbye.
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He thought he’d seen movement in the brush across the street behind...
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The first quarter is nearly over. I've been trying very hard to be a good teacher to my students and a positive and contributing member ...
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