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        Clocks tick on a steady rhythm, but the earth’s clock has an irregular heartbeat that fills the room with a sort of enigmatic song that everyone seems to know.

Dawn

Is still

Eyelids closed, maybe just

Silent

Let us stay silent

To early for whispers to wake

To early for sounds to carry across morning breezes

Wings flap and stretch

Dusk

So light

But so dark

Colors, reds and golds

Splayed out across the sky

Traveling down

To say goodnight

Dusk

So quiet

But so loud

Sounds, high pitched and deep

Outstretched arms reach up

To grasp at something called hope

Hold it close for me

You know it's cold when your tears fall and you can hear them shatter on the concrete roof. You know it's cold when the wind whips by and you hold your sweater closer to stop the chill. 

Something says

"Stay"

Something cold and light whispers

"Go"

Something somewhere dark and deep rumbles

"Come"

Something calls to me

Freezes my bones