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The night is falling
darkness is creeping in
I speak of a lost soul
No hope,no energy
nothing but anxiety

A heart that can take
the pounding
A mind that can handle
the grind
And a body that knows
its time
At least no more

But of the break of dawn
the morning light
birds chirping
sunfilled breeze
All is a promise
Yet to be seen



A strong believer in the power of time||I thirst for knowledge and insight, knowledge more than that of Aristotle||Quite an open minded dreamer

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