Waking
While the dawn shows
With sparingly crazy challenges
The fame and glory it possesses
Speaks silently as you walk
Who knows when they cook?
Tiring the heads who try it's course
Shapes the hands that hold their spirit
Waking is a gift
Yet hidding surprises
You just need the adventure
Oh I dread,
It may be worse
I hope today is differently GOOD!
PRAY OH NATIONS
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