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slowly ascending onto the world
reckoning with the shadows
and eliminating the worry of the crowd
tell me that we are not
tell me that the morning air isn't as dry
tell me that the thoughts I think are worthless
and the morning wave of light will wash away your fears
set your heart free and the pieces will fall
tell me you will find happiness in the moon and the craters of its surface
and I will shake your feelings of moonlight until you realize you are the sun, rising and setting endlessly
colliding with the stars
illuminating the blue world I live in
I must get up
and like the birds with the morning sun
I must get up
with you

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