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Star Dawn Rising
Why should I live and learn with so much fun to be had This is my tale to tell: opportunities missed - now makes me sad I rode in the puddles of a fairground playground (with the wave of a star-dawn calling me, storing me). I followed the clattering of live-long intent (with the minds of a thousand ancient ones imploring me, warning me). I stole hearts and dragged them through mud (while a white-golden glow faded into my distant past) In my mind, I knew what I'd done. I'd missed my chance - to ride with the sun. So I cursed myself the only way how: A path of destruction lay before me now and I laughed at trinkets and pitied the weak (while treasures beyond value faded out of my mind, fast) I rode hard on every magic thing that money could buy (when inside my own soul I cried out for mercy) I trod hard on every finger that lifted to try (when i knew that my own hands were crippled to dust) Everything I should have been and wanted to be I lived for today - ignored signs in front of me. Now I am weakened, please listen to my tale For I want you to live true, 'fore your spirit grows pale.
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