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Feb 12
i'll stare at the wall until the sun illuminates the room,
making faces out of shadows of people i once knew.
maybe it's all a dream within my head,
and i'll wake up just to start again,
or i'll become nothing at all,
i just know that i'm here now,
listening to the birds sing their melodies in the sweet morning dawn,
and the waves rise just to fall again,
just like us all.
Written by
michael  17/M/US
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