A cold gray dawn looms
a tree sighs
a top a desolate hill
standing watch
oer the land
as sol rises
dawn meets night
they coalesce
casting an eerie scene
as the sky
changes subtly
a suffusion of light
engulfs the tree
then vanishes
the lone sentinel
once more stands
in the cold gray dawn
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