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Words Worth A Thousand Books

On the morning of today I breathe lightly

 

At mid day I will break from thought and just be

 

Today's evening will creep upon me, the moon will glow and the stars will burn

 

 

On the morning of tomorrow I will awake and take a deeper breath

 

At mid day I will be in deep thought once again

 

As the evening comes I'll feel a breeze, relax and wait for solace from my day

 

I was told I have an icy cold heart...

 

Well... I think it's starting to melt from this fire inside

 

-J.A.M

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