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Sunrise…
The dawning of a new day, the birth of a new life…
I am awake… at long last; I am awake, for there she shines… there, in the sky; divine perfection…
She is immaculate… magnificent… the picture of unblemished immortality… my soul sings to her in boundless awe, humbly I am grateful…
I marvel at her astounding beauty; smiling freely… warmly… tenderly… naturally.
She is the embodiment of absolute perfection, a celestial Art form.
At long last, my prayers are answered - no more delay; I can feel deep in my soul, nature’s nurturing breath invigorates me.
Sweet bliss… sweet Heavenly joy erupting exuberantly… the blossoming of flowers, sublimely beautiful… all colours… all the colours of the soul, vibrant and unstoppable… free…
I have arisen from the infinite bowels of an ominous, oppressive dank cavern... eclipsing nature… devouring light entirely… repressing my rotting conscience for what must have been an eternity; and never again will I be confined to limbo… never again.
Maybe this alone could be a poem; perhaps this doesn't have to be a bleak poem about my ex at all.
Or prose, if it doesn't fit the description of a poem.
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Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle,
and the life of the candle will not be shortened.
Happiness never decreases by being shared.