First Light of Morning

Slowly, falling towards the breakfast plate
Lost orphans celebrate,
Light casts onto the painted wall
Your graffiti illuminates,
Just as your imagination creates,
Funny pictures on your wall
Stolen shadows from the window
Give their final curtain call
First light of morning,
Brings the rapture of yawning
Sleep, destroyed by it
Faithful, fuse, of memory lit

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