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I was standing
On the thin edge
Of a nascent dawn
Inhaling its colours
And its perfume
Young
Foolish
And zealous
While still standing
It was dusk and I
Remained oblivious
To the changed
Hues and colours...
Ah, wasn't I
Young once...?
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