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At the end of the day
my eyes are tired.
My sadness is heavy.
The nights tightening quiet
gives me much time to worry.

But following that silence
You bring gifts of noise:
morning rain, coffee percolators,
school buses stopping on the corner.

And these life giving sounds
appear to remind me:
You are the one
to bring this new day.
You give these moments
that fill me with hope.

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