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Everytime it is morning, We wake up to her demanding, While we slept she was running, With the awakened some. Isn't that what we are hearing? Her lovely voice keeps on calling, It says son swim the ocean, You must overcome. Do you believe in you? My aquainted friend. No one else makes a difference, Play attack or play defense, Sleep back or you commence, It depends on you. You've got pain and I've got pain too, Don't let your emotions control you, And the shame deny you, The thing you should do. You should believe in you, My aquainted friend. Many stars will be rising, Many stars will be watching, Will you still be in hiding? Its still up to you. There is always the rejection, That could influence your decision, You might never see provision, Hold that which is true. I wish you beleived in you, My aquainted friend. The tides will keep rising, Could be winning or be drowning, Or on deck and keep dreaming, I will live on. Tomorrow it might be over, You may never really discover, Not today maybe never, The rising sun. You don't believe in you, This is your end.
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Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 3:21 PM UTC
The Universe Sings
Everytime it is morning, We wake up to her demanding, While we slept she was running, With the awakened some. Isn't that what we are hearing? Her lovely voice keeps on calling, It says son swim the ocean, You must overcome. Do you believe in you? My aquainted friend. No one else makes a difference, Play attack or play defense, Sleep back or you commence, It depends on you. You've got pain and I've got pain too, Don't let your emotions control you, And the shame deny you, The thing you should do. You should believe in you, My aquainted friend. Many stars will be rising, Many stars will be watching, Will you still be in hiding? Its still up to you. There is always the rejection, That could influence your decision, You might never see provision, Hold that which is true. I wish you beleived in you, My aquainted friend. The tides will keep rising, Could be winning or be drowning, Or on deck and keep dreaming, I will live on. Tomorrow it might be over, You may never really discover, Not today maybe never, The rising sun. You don't believe in you, This is your end.
i really don't know how this poped into my head. for some reason i just wanted to write something different but no way. well, it is out here now. Edited this as well.
#life#faith#earth#time#place#friend
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Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 3:21 PM UTC
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