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I wake myself as the day begins to rise, no time for dreams when the sun comes alive, so much waits for me this new day.

I have not forgotten where I have been, those days that made me who I am, but these days full of promise keep me up at night.

I hear the rain as the morning comes alive. Can we gather together even if we’re miles apart. No time for waiting for something that may never be again.


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