Crowed
Crowed.
when we sleep we breathe so freely because our eyes are closed;
strangers try to see right through me but my eyes show them exposed;
a wooden ship guides me nearly but the compass it told;
a mind can think so very clearly but emotion overflowed;
remembering life was so very easy when your mind was controlled;
all alone isn't bright and breezy in the dark forest lost and very cold;
I see a blurred light to always greet me as I awake to the bird as it gently crowed.
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