In the soft shadows before dawn
When it is not yet day
Nor is it night
The stars slowly turning out their lights
My pulse quickens as i awake from my slumber
My mouth dry and grit in my eyes
The world is silent waiting to be awoken
Buds of flowers slowly uncurling
I wonder what the new day will bring
As i lay in my slumber
My mind begins to ponder
Do others think as I?
Can we think without a thought?
Can we reason without a reason?
Can we love without being loved?
I stretch my limbs as i ponder,
A new day something new to wonder
Yet there is one thing i am certain
And will always remain clear,
That in my end of days,
When my years are numbered
I will be happy for what i know,
And happier yet for what i dont.
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