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Feb 2021
When is the morning
I too rise with the sun
Hidden behind the stars,
captivated by the moon
The entire universe knows who we are.

Children of most high,
dreamers all alike
Those of us whose dreams touch the sky.
Dreams will never die,
only if we put them to rest
Let them be like the stars,
Strive to be the brightest of all the rest.

The ends of space and time
seem nonexistent,
One end is the start of something new,
even from broken pieces
Sky's the limit, even in days of feeling blue.

As the days set
and surely rise again
Set your hearts down from worry,
soon rise to be brave
Follow suit in every single one of your days.
Odd Odyssey Poet
Written by
Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
(25/M/Zimbabwe)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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