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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I wake before the sun While the city sleeps The moon awaits my call And the night is there to greet My soul is always restless My heart is known to roar And my mind always at peace With golden wings at my door. The pen appears in palm Behold a woman with vision My words hang in the stars I pick them with precision. So what shall it be today? Flaws concealed with make-up My love thats always been cosmic, or the myth of an unscathed break up I open my mind to the sky, Watch the clouds transform absently There is no way I am not from a distant star or the queen of a couple galaxies And somehow I made it here To be another precious pearl My dreams are a good indicator I see colors not of this world And the love has always been cosmic You can tell because its chaotic A wild heart cannot be tamed Aflamed when it feels exotic. Maybe the ocean has the answer When my queries begin to surface Diving to unimaginable depths While figuring out my purpose Then sometimes I get distracted And I cant help but fold When they move my mind in altitudes Or simply speak to me in prose. Running wild at night Burning in cold and heat Comet turned meteorite Then following my own heartbeat With every little achievement I rewrite every goal Its enough to make me high on life And cure the restlessness of my soul. As soon I hear the birds I slowly close my eyes The jaunt of the night comes to an end And the sun begins to rise
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