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At the crack of dawn The day already lay broke I rummaged through its pockets Hoping to find more time But they were empty as empty as my dreams Of love, and power, and glory They told me I could be anything but there is not time to be everything
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May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 9:22 AM UTC
At the crack of dawn
At the crack of dawn The day already lay broke I rummaged through its pockets Hoping to find more time But they were empty as empty as my dreams Of love, and power, and glory They told me I could be anything but there is not time to be everything
mark-grover
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May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 9:22 AM UTC
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