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In the end of my reckoning

and in between my dawn of faith

have I been in my reality of rain.

But, what if your world wasn’t

all the beauty that you ought to see

as we are connected in eternal pain.

I slow dance with hope and fear

where I balance with the night

I felt the absent of our reign.

Oh’ hear the rising ohms

lumen with memoir and tale

therefore, our beginning was in vain.

This was the untold rise

but the truth from inside

as we departed from our shadows.

Now, with the forgotten odes

shall we waltz with our dawn

to the end of our meadows.

Oh’ See our invisible harmony

from afar and linger with your soul

as the rising sun erose.

I Feel empathy bleed

through my sorrow

as I remember our first anecdote.  


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