There cometh the hour of dawn,
There cometh the hour of dawn, eluded stories
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There cometh the hour of dawn,

she's eluded by the forty winks;

This poet was but a pawn,

in his ruthless game of hoodwinks;

Long since he is gone,

betwixt incertitude of this love, she thinks

In agony of being lovelorn

Oh, to be a dove, or a phoenix?

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