Morning Star
Oh, Morning Star in the sky
Overpowerer of recalcitrance
I turn to you for guidance
For I need to know why
But you have not the answers
Power to sort is sought
The organizer of wayward thought
For my thoughts are like dancers
I turn my thoughts to thee
And lose a baffling mind
Awakening from your trance to find
That distraction was the key
Freedom from confused thought
Permitted the answer to begin
Peace with myself has come again
Please keep the chaos you caught
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