I hear the cock crow at dawn.
I smell the aroma of bier and akpupa following the sun to my window.
Then it arrives in a puddle in the middle of the playground.
I play the shadow game with my friends.
My shadow grows longer, then shorter. We run after it.
We grow tired and return to class. After school, we go home.
I see the sun sink slowly in the west. I see my shadow on a wall.
It is time to go to bed.
I lay down in my bed, and dream of the sun traveling afar.
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