Trustful
With silence comes hope, and with morning comes flair.
A world open to noncompliance is there.
As I free my eyes, there’s no disruption to thinking.
There comes to me no harm from blinking.
With the sky comes rain and not just dust.
I spurt with a twist, it’s time to heed trust.
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