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Wake me up,  When the sun turns gray. I'm aware I'm dreaming For I walk through this realm without feeling its rays' resolve.  When I hope the clouds would fly low and offer me a ride to another day. When I've got time on my hands matching the things I have to do today,  but can't get the will to act until tomorrow. When I need the world to pause for a minute,  and it feels like i'm falling behind. Running as if I were on a trendmill speaking but in a vacuum,  doing but having no effect Wake me up to a perspective that sees it all, that know effort can't be measured at force value,  growth seizes to be about how tall you can get,  a perspective where life  sometimes goes in circle because you are trying to go too far yet home is living next door to you.  #HesGotThis
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
Wake me up
Wake me up,  When the sun turns gray. I'm aware I'm dreaming For I walk through this realm without feeling its rays' resolve.  When I hope the clouds would fly low and offer me a ride to another day. When I've got time on my hands matching the things I have to do today,  but can't get the will to act until tomorrow. When I need the world to pause for a minute,  and it feels like i'm falling behind. Running as if I were on a trendmill speaking but in a vacuum,  doing but having no effect Wake me up to a perspective that sees it all, that know effort can't be measured at force value,  growth seizes to be about how tall you can get,  a perspective where life  sometimes goes in circle because you are trying to go too far yet home is living next door to you.  #HesGotThis
When life is feeling empty and poetry saves you
atrisia
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Ugandan
Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
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