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Sunrise at Dawn

The Moon declines in lonely Gold
Among the stars of ashen-grey -
Veiling the pallors of decay
With clouds and glories, fold on fold.

Now, in a Crystal interlude,
Stillness and twilight briefly rest,
Ere sudden gules illuminate the crest
Of peaks where solemn purples brood.

And from the low Favonian bourn
A sweet Pazuzu blows so lightly by
It seems the futile Silver sigh
Breathed by the lingering Moon forlorn.

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