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poem on Dawn of awakening​

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Answered by ravinderbhardwaj5431
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Answer:

Dawn draws the night to it,

like a child hugs a pet.

And for a brief moment,

they’re both bonded as one.

Starlight perforates the

black canopy of space.

Creating a canvas,

worthy of masterpiece.

And yet time intervenes,

never quite standing still.

For the approach of day

is inevitable.

A magenta moon hangs,

low on the horizon.

Hovering over dawn,

like a ghost memory.

Light stabs fingers of night,

and ebony bleeds red.

And as darkness dissolves,

day delivers virgin light.

Color creeps from shadows,

as black seeks crevices.

And a carpet of dew,

plays with sun’s new born beams

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