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I woke up

I woke up late at night and I went into the room I made the sacred gesture as I entered in the tomb   Well, it gets colder everyday Perhaps I'll be there soon to stay I woke up late at night and I hadn't put it down I knew somehow I'd fallen but, I hadn't hit the ground Well, it gets darker every night The next may never bow to light I woke up late in life much maturer then I cared I've known the answers and the problems but the truth for once was dared. Well, it gets easier every year. You have to lean to live with fear
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Jan 12, 2017
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#awake#wake#reborn
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