The Sunset Poet

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Morning Light

Late nights into the morning light,

I wonder how my mind works,

So tired today I cannot stand,

Wasn't aware it would work like this,

But everything I do the same,

Suffer the same and give the vows,

It is useless to pity oneself,

More brilliant to wake the hell up,

Make the changes,

That fortify the future.

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