Breaking Dawn

Clinging like a web on back of my arm

Mix of anticipation and excitement

Light under tomorrow’s door shines

New pieces of me tease my senses

I want it all now not later

Complete is the foolish dream

But still I await the sunrise

Tying those strands tightly to hope

Knowing fools have reasons

Timidity the stranger we hug daily

Still thinking it will change

But the dawn is coming quickly

I yearn to watch former shadows fade

Wipe away those webs like clutch

Freedom from a past loosely fit

Tomorrow will be tailored to me

The dream states it so clearly

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