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The Dawn - Nick. F

I thought nothing of you

All that we had been through

You were there when in need

With dirt on my hands

You'd fulfill my demands

From my struggles, i was freed

The birds would be missed

But for the delicate kiss

Of your mead

And with dishes not done,

The grime would've won,

but with Dawn, we'll succeed

~ Nick

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