The Sunset Poet

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So Fresh

To wake up so fresh like I didn't fall asleep,

A dreamless state that makes me think twice,

A proper place of plateaus that are still,

I think I went and came as the same,

But I'm a bit happy and concerned as well,

It is the kind of happiness that lasts for days,

The peaceful kind,

The conquering kind,

That knows the silent battles I've fought and won.

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