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hours

Waking alone in the morning

sound of rain departing,

no place to go so I do not go anywhere,

my only motivation the end of another day.

Take a look around the surroundings,

what is this I am feeling

but a moment of awareness

waiting to be found in me?

Can I find the answer

or will it ever be more

than a riddle that taunts me

my every waking hour?

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