Dawn's Last Breath

What becomes of the night when dawn exhales its last breath?
Does it surrender, or does it linger, cloaked in silence?
In that fleeting moment, as darkness softens into light,
What truths are hidden in the stillness?
For even as the world awakens,
Some shadows never leave the soul.
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In the silence of the early dawn, the sighs were such,
That neither the state of time was known, nor the conditions,
Only the sound of his footsteps made my world incredibly bright.