Rise and Shine for I can't today
Till night beset me
Burning old ideas
Eating cold consequences of belated truths
Breathing out, exhaling our torments so caressed
Forever gone we ache for the day.
Routine ends
Presumptions leave
Finding stillness
Losing ourselves between intervals sublime.
Breathing out, exhaling our torments so caressed
Inevitably we see all must be.
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