Pre-Dawn
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headlights glare, streetlights show us the way.
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style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>4:30 I stumble out of bed,
5:30 the car begins to warm.
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hours are.
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out the morning chill.
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style='font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>In the quite moments before
the customers arrive I start to remember my motorbike riding days when the
pre-dawn cold would freeze my hands inside there gloves, and too my handle
bars.
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think of my loved ones, especially the one special girl, I know they are snug
& warm in there beds, but this peace & solitude, I enjoy, where I am
one with the world and with God is deigned them.
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this special time that I enjoy.
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