At dawn the birds start taking off,
The white pall spread over the coffin of night,
The night's stillness buried beneath,
The tweeting of morning birds,
The birds together say goodbye to the dark night,
The Phantoms of the night disappeared,
Light has cleared them from my head and heart,
They have vanished, I now grasp the reality!
Mykoul
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