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Sunday morning, notyour Sunday best,
A working Joe with no time for rest,
The world sleeps as it was meant to be
while you rise to fulfill a need,
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The whippoorwill's song is near,
It doesn't take much to bend my ear,
The night is home to thoughts which stray,
There are times when I do obsess,
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Sunlight filters through the hush
illuminating all of us,
Scattered bits of angel's grace
over all thehuman race,
Drifting through the rays divi..
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You awaken hard from your dreams
wondering if all is as it seems,
So out of sorts and lost in time
chasing the cobwebsfrom one'smind,
What break..
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Gone though not forgotten unlike blown footsteps in the sand,
The yesterdays of yesteryears lie in the Promised Land,
Ride with the Wind, fly with..
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Whispers faintly whispered running parallel to night,
Recurring voices mingling...when heeded taking flight,
Phantasms of a nether realm cross bonds..
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Hold me close and press me tight,
Make the stars shine twice as bright,
Fill my eyes with thoughts of you,
All the little things you do,
Kiss away..
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The first tallies of crimson presage the day,
The crescent moon lies perched within the clouds,
Drifting notes of a lunar song
are sung with it's ..
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