Four_a.m.

Four AM, when the world is silent
When the world is slightly less violent
When the cacophony symphonies rest
And the mother returns to her nest

Four AM, when the sun is peaking
Magenta waves begin slowly sneaking
When the rain has ceased, and the dew is fresh
And the soft, cozy sun reaches the mountain's crest



Credits
Writer(s): Brynn Cortez
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