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In the very early morning hours ...
As soon as
The sun starts
To illuminate the sky with
A first glimpse of light,
Birds wake up
And begin talking to each other.
I wonder ...
What is it that they have to speak about
In those very fist hours
Of the new day?
Nothing has happened yet,
That would be worth discussing ...
My guess ...
They tell each other
About what they have been dreaming
During the night
That has just ended.
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